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
and shotguns galore
If you fuck with me sure your ready
And for war

I got a heart 50, and a gun big as Biggie
Some old hatin and some young niggas with me
Put a on a 12 gauge, buck, shots spread
I can aim for your legs, and hit you in your
Like a soldier we with our eyes open
We 4 deep and we trust no one
Heres the plan, as we finish shootin up ya man
We gonn' take it there, and shoot start shootin up heads
I dont know nothin but guns, i dont hold nothin but
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 come to the bumbaclot bread
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 in your eyes
When we up the door, and we caught you by suprise

i got uzi's, and of plenty
I got gadgets and (mix up)
i got uzi's, and AK's of
I got and grenades 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 sure your
And for war

I got a heart 50, and a gun big as Biggie
Some old heads hatin and some niggas with me
Put a beam on a 12 gauge, buck, spread
I can aim for legs, and hit you in your head
a soldier we sleep with our eyes open
We 4 deep and we trust no one
the plan, soon 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 nothin but guns
I just know I got a gun, all better run
Im on the edge, to go out them niggas with dreads
Do what i said, i come to take the bumbaclot
Did you hear that, its like in the air
the wind starts holla'n and the moon light glare
Is you scared?, i can see the fear in your
When we open up the door, and we you by suprise

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

They say thats all i about is murder murder kill kill
But if i die today another nigga will
On the line marchin, to the battle feild
With a black hoody on and a of old Timbs
sargent, i think i see the target
I hit niggas up, but i dont know where they car went
The neighborhood love me, i buy kids 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 that im ready
And for war
I got ratchets, and Tec 9's, and
Automatics and shotguns
If you fuck with me sure your ready
And for war

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

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

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

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