Luyện nghe bài hát Make Some Room

(big ed)

Nigga some room, nigga back up, back up
No soldiers bout to act up, act up x2

(big ed)
Ha, ha were my mother fuckin soldiers, it's for war (attention)
Salute your captin time to get
Fire in the take cover
Got you punk ass nigga trippin fallin over other
that 50 calibur spit that bits, unload, reload and extra an clip,
I thought I was watchin gymnastics the way I seen that hoe
Its the who am I (the assassin)
Big ed be it down like dat get your gat
A-r fully automatic now how act
It's of the roughest nigga, toughest nigga
I'm drinkin happy, so they call mr. bucka nigga
Ask my nigga chris artis he say no limit niggaz be the
>from coast to coast
Better then the last soldiers, yo nut, nigga what nigga what

x2

(mia x)
N-o (repeat)
Bout it niggaz from the (repeat)
Tru is we claim (repeat)
We break that ass then we names (repeat)
off (click clack)
off (rat tat tat tat)
Break it on (we ain't to be played with)
Shit! startes take heat
Ya'll could fuck and get smoked like weed
Bleed like a minstral, boy play no games
We done give a fuck about tha family's
All the game is me me in the n.o.
ya he's got no name once the 50 sprain
Who ya 2, whatcha been through
the issue, choppers hit you
Nigga soldiers to spit you
Rip you you to leave you funky like feces
ride ride know when you ain't tryin to see
Tthese down south about more problems a lil
out the bound nigga comin 4 your grill
The real feels so tryin our shit
Why the hate because they cant relate
Nut fuck it we got duckets in the for a rainy day
And momma verbil a-k gon spray 4 my soldiers

(mac)
Nigga die die die in the swingin (field)
You can me if you kill (kill)
I got horse shoe on my grill (grill)
I'm a (soldier )i never die (never die)
When you no limit niggaz, we stay (camoflauge)
Wooo!
The full metal that mac it I pack it clickin clackin
T start spittin, they subtractin
No retreat no surrender never me alive
Got the game in my vein and the in my eye
I'm shellshocked I ain't you clock spittin and ain't no bull murda,
Murda that yell before I serv ya
A-s-s-a-s-s-i-n make me dig into the hearts of men wooo!

(c-murder)
Im a motha fuckin no limit soldier till I'm and gone ya heard me and
I ain't going never let a bitch serv me
Bitch I'm bossalini means I run all this shit
First leiutenant of a of ignant niggaz in my tru click
Fo the fedz if my be real
I cant explain why all my mother fuckin enimies is gettin
We no soldiers I thought I told ya
Make millions on rap my lyrics burn dolja
We breed machines military minded mother fuckas
a past of sellin crack 2 some cluckers
So make some room nigga, cause we combat
So back up , back up, or you gon fell this meshedie we

(snoop)
Na,na.na.na.na.na.
Now I can lay you or just spray you
Buck you up or you up or just chill
And I will on real
But I'd not speak on it cause I know niggaz be litenin and twistin

My vision is to stomp on niggaz like a core vet
We ease your with 2 to your chest
Mr gangsta how ya do dat
I'm a tru tankdawg & all niggaz already knew that
I got 2 kids in the back of my tank
And 4 rights on the door
And every state I go to have to salute me
Even though they know they niggaz wanna shoot me
But thats what big & big v-90 there fo
C-murder is fool and big ed you he's got tools
And silkk got all the bitches in high
Livin the life of a no soldier man that shit is way too cool now i
Don't know y'all been told
(I don't know what been told)
But and soldiers boy they roll
(gangstas and boy they roll)
Guns and plenty of weed
(guns and plenty of weed)
And a couple bad bitches oh yes
(couple bad oh yes indeed)
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N-o