Luyện nghe bài hát Prepare For War

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I got uzi's, and AK's of
I got gadgets and grenades
Everynight i make sure im ready
And for war
I got ratchets, and Tec 9's, and
Automatics and galore
If you fuck with me make your ready
And for war

I got a heart like 50, and a gun big as
Some old heads hatin and young niggas with me
Put a on a 12 gauge, buck, shots spread
I can aim for legs, and hit you in your head
Like a we sleep with our eyes open
We ride 4 deep and we no one
Heres the plan, soon as we shootin up ya man
We gonn' take it there, and shoot start shootin up some
I dont know nothin but guns, i dont nothin but guns
I just know I got a gun, all yall run
Im on the edge, to go out like them with dreads
Do what i said, i come to take the bumbaclot
Did you hear that, its death's in the air
When the wind starts and the moon light glare
Is you scared?, i can see the fear in eyes
we open up the door, and we caught you by suprise

i got uzi's, and AK's of
I got and grenades (mix up)
i got uzi's, and of plenty
I got gadgets and grenades
i make sure that im ready
And for war
I got ratchets, and Tec 9's, and
Automatics and galore
If you with me make sure your ready
And for war

I got a heart like 50, and a gun big as
Some old heads hatin and some niggas with me
Put a beam on a 12 gauge, buck, spread
I can aim for your legs, and hit you in head
Like a soldier we sleep with our open
We ride 4 and we trust no one
Heres the plan, as we finish shootin up ya man
We gonn' take it there, and shoot shootin up some heads
I dont know nothin but guns, i dont hold but guns
I know I got a gun, all yall better run
Im on the edge, to go out like them niggas with
Do what i said, i come to the bumbaclot bread
Did you hear that, its death's in the air
When the wind starts holla'n and the moon light
Is you scared?, i can see the fear in your
When we open up the door, and we caught you by

Money, cars, cash and
Thats the way, a gangsta
I dont what you've been told
Where you before, but thats how it goes

They say thats all i talk is murder murder kill kill
But if i die today another still will
On the front line marchin, to the battle
With a black hoody on and a of old Timbs
Ghetto sargent, i think i see the
I hit them niggas up, but i dont know where they car
The neighborhood love me, i buy they Christmas
And give em all money, to em out my business, no witness

i got uzi's, and of plenty
I got gadgets and galore
Everynight i make sure im ready
And for war
I got ratchets, and Tec 9's, and
and shotguns galore
If you fuck with me sure your ready
And for war

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Get your suits, and your combat boots
We going to iraq, we just pullin up and shootin
Your life is what I dawg, you can keep the loot
is how the G's do, salute (salute)

Get your camolauge suits, and your boots
We going to iraq, we just pullin up and shootin
Your life is what I want dawg, you can keep the
is how the G's do, salute (salute)

Put the on the end of the round
Make the sound down
The block dont eat if a not around
Like a sniper, i keep my chopper low to the
Milatary minded, and im South now
Got my canteen filled up henessy nigga
A broof vest, and my tank on spinners
Attention!!, you about to a war zone
Why you around here homie you know its on

i got uzi's, and of plenty
I got gadgets and grenades
Everynight i make sure that im
And for war
I got ratchets, and Tec 9's, and
Automatics and shotguns
If you fuck with me make sure ready
And for war