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
and shotguns galore
If you fuck with me make your ready
And for war

I got a heart like 50, and a gun big as
Some old hatin and some young niggas with me
Put a on a 12 gauge, buck, shots spread
I can aim for legs, and hit you in your head
Like a we sleep with 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 start shootin up some heads
I dont know nothin but guns, i dont hold nothin but
I know I got a gun, all yall better run
Im on the edge, to go out like niggas with dreads
Do i said, i come to take the bumbaclot bread
Did you that, its like death's in the air
When the 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 AK's of
I got gadgets and grenades
i make sure 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

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

They say thats all i talk about is murder kill kill
But if i die today another still will
On the front line marchin, to the feild
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 kids Christmas
And give em all money, to em out my business, no witness

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

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

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

i got oozis, and of plenty
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 me make sure your ready
And for war