Luyện nghe bài hát Prepare War

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

I got a like 50, and a gun big as Biggie
Some old hatin and some young niggas 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 with our eyes open
We 4 deep and we trust no one
Heres the plan, as we finish shootin up ya man
We gonn' it there, and shoot start shootin up some heads
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 with dreads
Do i said, i come to take the bumbaclot bread
Did you hear that, its like in the air
When the wind starts and the moon light 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 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 galore
If you with me make sure your ready
And for war

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

They say thats all i talk about is murder kill 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
Ghetto sargent, i think i see the
I hit them niggas up, but i dont where they car went
The love me, i buy they 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
Automatics and galore
If you fuck with me make sure ready
And for war

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

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

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