Luyện nghe bài hát Make Some Room

(big ed)

Nigga make room, nigga back up, back up
No limit soldiers to act up, act up x2

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

x2

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

(mac)
Nigga die die die in the swingin (field)
You can kill me if you (kill)
I got that shoe on my grill (grill)
I'm a soldier (soldier )i die (never die)
When you no limit niggaz, we camoflage (camoflauge)
Wooo!
The full metal jacket mac it I pack it clickin clackin
T start spittin, they start
No no surrender never take me alive
Got the game in my vein and the in my eye
I'm shellshocked I ain't you clock spittin and no bull shitin 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 till I'm dead and gone ya heard me and
I ain't going let a bitch nigga serv me
Bitch I'm bossalini that 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 enimies is gettin killed
We no limit soldiers I thought I ya
Make millions on rap my lyrics like dolja
We fight 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 play you or just 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 on niggaz like a marin core vet
We your stress with 2 to your chest
Mr ganasta how ya do dat
I'm a tru & all y'all niggaz already knew that
I got 2 kids in the back seat of my
And 4 on the front door
And every state I go to hoes to salute me
though they know they niggaz probably wanna shoot me
But what big pokey & big v-90 there fo
C-murder is and big ed you know he's got tools
And silkk got all the 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 know what y'all been told)
But gangstas and soldiers boy roll
(gangstas and boy they roll)
Guns and plenty of weed
(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