Luyện nghe bài hát Prepare For War

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

I got a like 50, and a gun big as Biggie
Some old heads hatin and young niggas with me
Put a beam on a 12 gauge, buck, shots
I can aim for your legs, and hit you in your
Like a 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' it there, and shoot start shootin up some heads
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 niggas dreads
Do i said, i come to take the bumbaclot bread
Did you that, its like death's 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

i got uzi's, and of plenty
I got and grenades (mix up)
i got uzi's, and of plenty
I got and grenades galore
Everynight i make sure that im
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

I got a heart like 50, and a gun big as
Some old heads hatin and some young niggas 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 our eyes open
We 4 deep and we trust no one
Heres the plan, soon as we finish up ya man
We gonn' take it there, and shoot start shootin up 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 dreads
Do i said, i come to take the bumbaclot bread
Did you hear that, its death's in the air
When the wind starts holla'n and the moon glare
Is you scared?, i can see the fear in your
When we up the door, and we caught you by suprise

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

They say thats all i talk about is murder murder kill
But if i die today another nigga will
On the front marchin, to the battle feild
a black hoody on and a pair of old Timbs
Ghetto sargent, i think i see the
I hit them niggas up, but i dont know where they car
The neighborhood 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
and shotguns galore
If you fuck with me make sure your
And for war

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Get your camolauge suits, and your combat
We aint going to iraq, we pullin up and shootin
Your is what I want 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
This is how the G's do, (salute)

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

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