Luyện nghe bài hát Prepare War

i got oozis, and AK's of
I got gadgets and grenades
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

I got a like 50, and a gun big as Biggie
Some old heads hatin and some niggas with me
Put a on a 12 gauge, buck, shots spread
I can aim for your legs, and hit you in head
Like a soldier we with our eyes open
We ride 4 deep and we 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 know nothin but guns, i hold nothin but guns
I just I got a gun, all yall 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 eyes
we open up the door, and we caught you by suprise

i got oozis, 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 galore
If you fuck with me make sure your
And for war

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

They say thats all i talk about is murder murder kill
But if i die another nigga still will
On the front line marchin, to the 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 car went
The neighborhood love me, i buy they Christmas
And give em all money, to em out my business, no witness

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

Buck 2x]
Get your camolauge suits, and your 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)

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

i got oozis, and AK's of
I got gadgets and 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