Luyện nghe bài hát Prepare War

i got oozis, 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 make sure 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 beam on a 12 gauge, buck, spread
I can aim for your legs, and hit you in your
Like a soldier we sleep 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 start shootin up some heads
I dont know nothin but guns, i dont 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 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 oozis, 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
and shotguns galore
If you fuck with me make sure your
And for war

2X]
Money, cars, and hoes
Thats the way, a gangsta
I dont know what you've told
you been before, but thats how it goes

They say all i talk about 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 know where they car went
The neighborhood love me, i buy kids Christmas
And em all money, to keep em out my business, no witness

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

[Bridge-Young 2x]
Get your camolauge suits, and your combat
We aint to iraq, we just pullin up and shootin
Your life is what I want dawg, you can the loot
is how the G's do, salute (salute)

Put the potatoe on the end of the
the sound quiet 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 bullet broof vest, and my on spinners
Attention!!, you about to a war zone
Why you come around homie you know its on

i got oozis, and AK's of
I got gadgets and galore
Everynight i make sure 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