Luyện nghe bài hát Military Minds

Stand in
My motherfuckin' troopers
Let's do it like soldiers, all in now
Hell, yeah

No retreat, no
Death dishonor, motherfucker
Do it to them, on
got thuggish

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

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

you at?
The of a drug dealer
Real thugs, 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 revolution of scheme
Introduce a drug called 'Crack' to us ghetto
Got a law for raw niggas, now playa, what it be
will niggas see they got us bleedin' with 3 strikes

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

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

When stick, we plot hits, when our block spits
All hail, out on bail, of 2Pacalypse
Forever ghetto, necessary food stamps
thug niggas never left the boot camp

I'm a nigga for assignment, one of the finest
Skilled in gorilla an' blessed with refinement
My rap shit sections of bomb sessions
I'm responsible for black 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
Judo stance, first glance, I'm my advance
instincts, intelligence of an assassin
Mask my ninja style, surround me ready to

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

One way out black hole for this black soul
Shit is outta control, I'm
For my position to be a fetus in this
I am enterin' an' my face is sentencin' for

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

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

Yeah, an' is how we do it
Where my real thugs? Where at?
Let me see my thugs, now where you at?
Won't you see my real thugs, you at?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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