Luyện nghe bài hát Prepare For War

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

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

i got uzi's, and of plenty
I got and grenades (mix up)
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 make your ready
And for war

I got a heart 50, and a gun big as Biggie
old heads hatin and some young niggas with me
Put a beam on a 12 gauge, buck, spread
I can aim for your legs, and hit you in head
a soldier we sleep with our eyes open
We ride 4 and we trust no one
the plan, soon as we finish shootin up ya man
We gonn' take it there, and shoot start up some heads
I dont nothin but guns, i dont hold nothin but guns
I just know I got a gun, all better run
Im on the edge, to go out like niggas 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 holla'n and the moon light
Is you scared?, i can see the in your eyes
When we open up the door, and we caught you by

Money, cars, and hoes
the way, a gangsta roll
I know what you've been told
Where you been before, but thats how it

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

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

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

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

Put the potatoe on the end of the
Make the sound down
The block eat if a nigga not around
Like a sniper, i keep my chopper low to the
minded, and im South Side now
Got my canteen up with henessy nigga
A bullet broof vest, and my on spinners
Attention!!, you about to enter a war
Why you come around here homie you its on

i got uzi's, and of plenty
I got gadgets and galore
i make sure that 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