Luyện nghe bài hát Soldier

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Da 5'9"]
Fresh off the jet from just fuckin Puff
I'm feelin like the best, - bring it back
Fresh off the jet just fuckin with Puff
I'm feelin like the best, fuckin with us
We done turned to a bygone don
We got the Kimora like Djimon Hounsou
A lifetime criminal, by a code we call shush
Fireman flow, look at it, my bar is up
As you can see I'm a on the track
I'm worse, I'm the hearse with the reef on the back
I'm like the gun at the race, son you only get one
My is the finish line, here's where your run stops
'Bout to go fishin with a that's extended
Because your momma got a glass eye a fish in it (haha)

2X: Iyana Dean]
I-I think my, is soldiers
I-I think my, is gangstas
I-I think my, is soldiers
I-I my, I-I think (HUT!)

Da 5'9"]
I get money, I get bitches, I get or - bring it back
I get bitches, I get money, no specific
Filthy hit recorder, wipe or Ricky mixed with Porter
Jones mixed with Mr. Combs with the tooky aura
I'm a muh'fucker, no really I fuck
I chug and pass out on they La-Z-Boy
She try to leave them niglets with me? Shiiit
I treat 'em all I'm Snoop Dogg in "Baby Boy"
me alone, I'm Hancock
Liquor sto' close I'm swoopin 'round hittin the spot
I don't fuck with no hoe she a dancer
There's no position, drug or liquor she try
I'm Cancer, me them is a landslide
If your face is fly, and body is decent
This inauguration the same time your impeachment
I got a lotta anger - I was hot before your shit
Not your album, but before your momma trained ya

[Kid
my soldiers attack (it's a wrap)
Hold up - when my attack, it's a wrap
One clap'll lay you unconscious, alpha-mega slap
Cock grenade here, think we No way
Set yo' ass up the cops did O.J.
Fo' spray his body his chest explode
The barrel on the shotty as KRS's nose
Partner, (Buck-shot) ya
Rap like a automatic gun, lungs stoppin means you breathe proper
Yeah, they like I'm on some shit
Whole clique hold heat like a mitt
To fuck with you want me on wax
So I'ma tax you lil' local rappers worse the government
- the closest you niggaz been
to a shotgun is in the car front passenger
How 'bout you take a in the trunk?
to the pastor for a casket to hold ya; it's over!