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 shotguns
If you fuck me make sure your ready
And for war

I got a heart 50, and a gun big as Biggie
Some old heads hatin and some young with me
Put a beam on a 12 gauge, buck, shots
I can aim for your legs, and hit you in head
Like a soldier we sleep with our eyes
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 shootin up some
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 with
Do what i said, i to take the bumbaclot bread
Did you hear that, its like in the air
When the wind holla'n and the moon light glare
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 of plenty
I got gadgets and galore
i make sure that 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

2X]
Money, cars, cash and
Thats the way, a 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 nigga still
On the line marchin, to the battle feild
With a black hoody on and a of old Timbs
Ghetto sargent, i i see the target
I hit them niggas up, but i dont know they car went
The love me, i buy they kids Christmas
And give em all money, to keep em out my business, no

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

Buck 2x]
Get your camolauge suits, and combat boots
We aint going to iraq, we just up and shootin
Your life is what I dawg, you can keep the loot
This is how the G's do, (salute)

Put the on the end of the round
Make the quiet down
The block dont eat if a not around
Like a sniper, i keep my chopper low to the
minded, and im South Side now
Got my canteen filled up with henessy
A bullet vest, and my tank on spinners
Attention!!, you about to a war zone
Why you around 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 shotguns
If you fuck with me make your ready
And for war