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 fuckin soldiers, it's time for war (attention)
your captin time to get even
Fire in the hole cover
Got you punk ass nigga trippin fallin over each
that 50 calibur spit that bits, unload, reload and extra an clip,
I thought I was gymnastics the way I seen that hoe flip
Its the who am I (the assassin)
Big ed be puttin it down like dat get gat
A-r fully now whatch how act
survival of the roughest nigga, toughest nigga
When I'm drinkin happy, so they mr. bucka nigga
Ask my nigga chris he say no limit niggaz be the hardest
>from coast to regardless
Better then the last soldiers, throw yo nut, nigga what nigga

x2

(mia x)
N-o (repeat)
it niggaz from the streets (repeat)
Tru is we claim (repeat)
We break that ass we take names (repeat)
off (click clack)
off (rat tat tat tat)
Break it on down (we to be played with)
Shit! better take heat
Ya'll could fuck around and get smoked like
Bleed like a minstral, boy play no games
We done give a fuck about tha family's
All the is me find me in the n.o.
Told ya he's got no once the 50 sprain
Who ya kiddin 2, been through
the issue, choppers hit you
Nigga tryin to spit you
Rip you you to pieces you funky like feces
Talkin ride ride know when you ain't to see
Tthese down south about problems than a lil
Watch out the bound nigga 4 your grill
The feels so they tryin our shit
Why the fakes hate because they cant
Nut fuck it we got duckets in the for a rainy day
And momma mia's 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 that horse on my grill (grill)
I'm a soldier (soldier )i die (never die)
When you no limit niggaz, we stay (camoflauge)
Wooo!
The full metal jacket that mac it I pack it clackin
T start spittin, start subtractin
No no surrender never take me alive
Got the in my vein and the killer in my eye
I'm shellshocked I ain't you clock spittin and ain't no bull murda,
Murda that when yell before I ya
A-s-s-a-s-s-i-n don't make me dig the hearts of men wooo!

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

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

My is to stomp on niggaz like a marin core vet
We ease stress with 2 to your chest
Mr gangsta how ya do dat
I'm a tru tankdawg & all y'all niggaz knew that
I got 2 in the back seat of my tank
And 4 rights on the front
And state I go to hoes have to salute me
Even though they know they probably wanna shoot me
But thats what big & big v-90 there fo
C-murder is fool and big ed you know he's got
And got all the bitches in high school
Livin the life of a no limit soldier man shit is way too cool now i
Don't know what y'all told
(I don't know what been told)
But gangstas and boy they roll
(gangstas and boy they roll)
Guns ammunission and plenty of
(guns ammunission and of weed)
And a bad bitches oh yes indeed
(couple bad oh yes indeed)
Sound off 1-2 off dpg
N-o