Luyện nghe bài hát Military Minds

Stand in
My real troopers
Let's do it like soldiers, all in now
Ready? Hell,

No retreat, no
Death dishonor, motherfucker
Do it to them, on
Never got

Uhh, yes, yes, yes
Say what? side, East side ride
you at, where you at?
Where my real

you at, where you at?
Where my real
Where you at, you at?
Where my thugs?

you at?
The cases of a dealer
thugs, where you at?

Yo a army
Do it to 'em, do it to 'em
love the way we do it to 'em
We do it to 'em,

Suppress the of premeditated scheme
a drug called 'Crack' to us ghetto teens
Got a law for raw niggas, now playa, what it be
When niggas see they got us bleedin' with 3 strikes

Can't to focus, hopeless with violent thoughts, I wrote this
Got these devils petrified, hidin' from my pocus
An' so I learned to earn my an' over time
Affiliated, clearly a military mind

May God forgive us though we inside a paradox
Thugged out an' dealin' from the womb to the block
My live mind got me survivin' 5
My 45 got me fortified with live

shit stick, we plot hits, when our block spits
All hail, out on bail, wrath of
Forever ghetto, necessary picture stamps
Outlaw thug niggas never left the boot

I'm a nigga for assignment, one of the finest
in gorilla warfare an' blessed with refinement
My rap shit contains sections of bomb
Says I'm responsible for Smith & Wessons

Puttin' up on [Incomprehensible] in the military state of
like chronic an' yard when combined
Cocoa, Brovas, pan the
That's the sound an' your dead

Man to man, I'm facin' the Devil with a
stance, first glance, I'm makin' my advance
Animal instincts, intelligence of an
Mask my ninja style, surround me ready to

I react swiftly, what Father me sticks with me
Never forget the methods, stick an' strictly
be seemin' like it's closin' in, with no regrets I hold position
'Cause I circles, I'm one of the men

Picture bein' put in to move an' you can't move
your move is blocked by the knight at 12 o'clock
That's the madness begins, so I start to focusin'
My thoughts on the war, the rule is the law

An' the law that we by is to stay true to self
In this case, beady eye, why try? lie
About the block, true soldier
This is how we rock an'

Stick an' move, to show what kinda nigga
Move or get moved on, see who's strong

In the days of the strange, nothin' stays the same
With new faces through with similar game
An' who you them, really ain't they
Catchin' deja vus of the people play

It's a call for re-adjustment, fine tune your
You an' trippin' instead of bobbin' an' dippin'
Will never let this world of get the best of me
Takin' breathin' techniques, slay you Tai Chi

What does it change to get a in the world of snakes
An' who fake, elimination, I'm facin'
Destruction, till I duck down
From po' bustin', no one to trust in

to the goal line, catch a nigga
Beat him, treat him like he stole
No swine, I'm a soldier, told ya I mine
to take you back into time, follow this here

One way out this black for this black soul
is outta control, I'm fightin'
For my position to be a in this world
I am an' my face is sentencin' for repentance

Before my body was fully formed into a
I was already consumin'
'Cause my mom's use to back in the '70s
Maybe that's why in the '90s I Gs when I drop degrees

When I ease across the block with Pac an' got all you niggas
You didn't Boot Camp click would link
the outlaw minded, if you do you press rewind
An' you can gorilla tactics in every line

Yeah, an' is how we do it
Where my real thugs? Where at?
Let me see my real thugs, now you at?
you see my real thugs, where you at?

Let me see my real thugs, you at?
Now, where my thugs, let me see where you at?
Tell me my real thugs, gots to see where you at?
Where's my soldiers, you at?

Where's my real soldiers, you at?
my soldiers at, where you at?
Where you at? Get your strap, my
Where you at? you at?

my soldiers at, where you at?
Where you at? Hit your thug
Where you at? your strap
Where my soldiers at? my true thug niggas

No longer drug dealers, we now thug niggas
Where my at?
No longer drug dealers, 'cause we now niggas
Let me, my, where my soldiers at?

Put your pistols in the air, my soldiers at?
Put your guns up, tell me where my at?
Put your pistols in the air, my soldiers?
My true rollers, yes, it just doesn't quit

Yes, this is real hip hop shit
Yes, fuck what you
From the ghetto to the
we meant every word

Where my soldiers, my soldiers at?
my soldiers, where my soldiers at?
Put your hand on your pistol, point pistols in the air
Where my soldiers at, my soldiers at?

my soldiers, where my soldiers at?
Where my soldiers, my soldiers at?
When Bob Dole an' Tucker wanna know
Where my at? Code Fo'