Luyện nghe bài hát Prepare War

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

I got a heart like 50, and a gun big as
old heads 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
a soldier we sleep with our eyes open
We ride 4 and we trust no one
Heres the plan, as we finish shootin up ya man
We take it there, and shoot start shootin up some heads
I know nothin but guns, i dont hold nothin but guns
I just I got a gun, all yall better run
Im on the edge, to go out like niggas with dreads
Do what i said, i come to the bumbaclot bread
Did you that, its like death's in the air
When the wind starts holla'n and the moon light
Is you scared?, i can see the in your eyes
When we up the door, and we caught you by suprise

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

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

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

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

Put the on the end of the round
the sound quiet down
The dont eat if a nigga not around
Like a sniper, i my chopper low to the ground
minded, and im South Side now
Got my canteen filled up with 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 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
Automatics and galore
If you fuck with me make sure ready
And for war