Luyện nghe bài hát Prepare War

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

I got a heart like 50, and a gun big as
Some old heads 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 head
Like a soldier we sleep our eyes open
We ride 4 and we trust no one
Heres the plan, soon as we finish 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 like them with dreads
Do what i said, i 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 in your eyes
we open up the door, and we caught you by suprise

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
Automatics and galore
If you fuck me make sure your ready
And for war

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

They say all i talk about is murder murder kill kill
But if i die today another nigga still
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 dont know where they car
The neighborhood love me, i buy they Christmas
And em all money, to keep em out my business, no witness

i got oozis, and AK's of
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 ready
And for war

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

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

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