Luyện nghe bài hát Prepare War

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 galore
If you with me make sure your ready
And for war

I got a heart like 50, and a gun big as
Some old heads hatin and some niggas with me
Put a beam on a 12 gauge, buck, spread
I can aim for your legs, and hit you in head
Like a soldier we sleep with our eyes
We ride 4 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 hold nothin but guns
I just I got a gun, all yall better run
Im on the edge, to go out them niggas with dreads
Do i said, i come to take the bumbaclot bread
Did you hear that, its death's in the air
the wind starts holla'n and the moon light glare
Is you scared?, i can see the in your eyes
When we open up the door, and we caught you by

i got oozis, and AK's of
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 me make sure your ready
And for war

2X]
Money, cars, and hoes
Thats the way, a gangsta
I dont know what been told
you been before, but thats how it goes

They say thats all i talk about is murder kill kill
But if i die today nigga still will
On the front marchin, to the battle feild
a black hoody on and a pair of old Timbs
Ghetto sargent, i i see the target
I hit them up, but i dont know where they car went
The neighborhood 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 grenades
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 sure ready
And for war

[Bridge-Young 2x]
Get camolauge 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 dont eat if a nigga not around
Like a sniper, i my chopper low to the ground
Milatary minded, and im South now
Got my canteen up with henessy nigga
A bullet broof vest, and my on spinners
Attention!!, you about to a war zone
Why you come here homie you know its on

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