Luyện nghe bài hát Prepare War

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

I got a like 50, and a gun big as Biggie
old heads 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 soldier we sleep with our eyes
We ride 4 deep and we no one
Heres the plan, soon as we finish up ya man
We take it there, and shoot start shootin up some heads
I know nothin but guns, i dont hold nothin but guns
I just know I got a gun, all yall run
Im on the edge, to go out like them niggas with
Do what i said, i come to take the bumbaclot
Did you hear that, its like in the air
When the wind starts holla'n and the light glare
Is you scared?, i can see the fear in your
we open up the door, and we caught you by suprise

i got oozis, and of plenty
I got gadgets and grenades
i make sure that 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

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

They say thats all i talk about is murder murder kill
But if i die today another nigga will
On the front marchin, to the battle feild
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 know where they car
The neighborhood 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 make 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 combat boots
We aint going to iraq, we just pullin up and
Your life is I want dawg, you can keep the loot
This is how the G's do, (salute)

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

i got oozis, and AK's of
I got and grenades galore
Everynight i make sure 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