Luyện nghe bài hát Prepare War

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 fuck me make sure your ready
And for war

I got a heart like 50, and a gun big as
Some old heads hatin and 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 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 shoot start shootin up heads
I dont know nothin but guns, i dont hold nothin but
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 take the bread
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 your
When we open up the door, and we caught you by

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

2X]
Money, cars, cash and
Thats the way, a 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 murder kill
But if i die another nigga still will
On the front line marchin, to the battle
With a black hoody on and a pair of old
sargent, i think i see the target
I hit them niggas up, but i know where they car went
The neighborhood love me, i buy they kids
And give em all money, to keep em out my business, no

i got oozis, and AK's of
I got and grenades 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 sure your ready
And for war

[Bridge-Young 2x]
Get camolauge suits, and your combat boots
We aint going to iraq, we pullin up and shootin
life 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 quiet
The block eat if a nigga not around
Like a sniper, i keep my chopper low to the
Milatary minded, and im South now
Got my canteen filled up with henessy
A bullet broof vest, and my tank on
Attention!!, you about to enter a war
Why you around here homie you know its on

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