Luyện nghe bài hát Prepare War

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

I got a heart like 50, and a gun big as
Some old heads 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 we sleep with our eyes open
We ride 4 and we trust no one
Heres the plan, as we finish shootin up ya man
We gonn' take it there, and shoot start shootin up some
I know nothin but guns, i dont hold nothin but guns
I just 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 hear that, its like in the air
When the wind starts holla'n and the moon light
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 of plenty
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 with me make sure your ready
And for war

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

They say thats all i talk about is murder murder kill
But if i die today another nigga still
On the front line marchin, to the feild
With a black hoody on and a of old Timbs
sargent, i think i see the target
I hit them niggas up, but i dont know where car went
The neighborhood love me, i buy they Christmas
And em all money, to keep em out my business, no witness

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

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

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

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