Luyện nghe bài hát Prepare War

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
and shotguns galore
If you fuck with me sure your ready
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 on a 12 gauge, buck, shots spread
I can aim for your legs, and hit you in your
Like a soldier we sleep with our open
We 4 deep and we trust no one
Heres the plan, soon as we shootin up ya man
We gonn' take it there, and shoot start shootin up some
I dont know but guns, i dont hold nothin but guns
I just know I got a gun, all better run
Im on the edge, to go out like them niggas with
Do i said, i come to take the bumbaclot bread
Did you that, its like death's in the air
When the wind starts holla'n and the moon glare
Is you scared?, i can see the fear in eyes
we open 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 with me sure 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 today nigga still will
On the front line marchin, to the 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 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 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 sure your
And for war

Buck 2x]
Get your suits, and your combat boots
We aint going to iraq, we pullin 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 down
The block 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 up with henessy nigga
A broof 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 gadgets and galore
Everynight i sure that im ready
And for war
I got ratchets, and Tec 9's, and
and shotguns galore
If you fuck with me sure your ready
And for war