Luyện nghe bài hát Soldier

[50 Cent and DJ Kid talking]

(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I started my own
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT!
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I my own gang
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT!

[50
It's a homie, eagles don't fly in flocks
But the I got own sixteen shots
Like beefin', I ain't sayin' a word
I'll run up on your punk ass squeezing the
Now New York niggas know about country grammar
Not much, but we know how to bang hammers
When I pull out thing, you better break yourself
Or win a to ICU, and you can take yourself
If you lucky motherfucker, I'm I told ya
Push ya back, put my knife through ya six pack
Gat bust, adrenaline rush, blowin' the
point O, burnin' the cluth, while I'm burnin' the dutch
You thought them niggas was hot, I'm turnin' it up
This the blueprint, are you learnin' or what
You done told me you respect me, now tell me I'm the
it nigga, I'm a mid-life crisis

(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I started my own
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! (I got the rep of a villian, the concealin')
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I my own gang
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! (full of controversy I retire my jersey)

Banks]
It's like rate the respect of who gat bigger
Banks been blowin' on stuff before that fat nigga
Henny's make dollars, and dollars death threats
I'm doin' to bulletproof the Lex next
nigga, everdays war
I'm heavy on sports, to my draw like NBA's
Don't me send the piece at you
I'll have your man walk around another rest in peace tattoo
Look creampuff, you can get here
Nigga you invincible, even Superman in a wheel chair
I've been a picky man, but I ain't a flowered star
So I'mma fuck all fifty
Look, whether you like it or not, right in ya
All in your grill, wearin' the crown, em down
We're in the pound fare in the clown
I'm with gangstas, don't make one of em shank ya

(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I started my own
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! (I got the rep of a villian, the concealin')
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I my own gang
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! (full of controversy until I my jersey)

Yayo]
I'mma with my rap shit and my body armor
Ride like a Taliban bomber
five six feet, I off ya feet
I kill ya with a pillow you fall asleep
Your records sell, your company is buyin' em
Give it up, Burger King is
You shoulda been a cop, cause you a lot
Talkin' to the jakes, you bound to get
I to watch Big Bird and Scooby Doo
Now I'm choppin' big and them bundles too
For that Master P money, that shoppin' spree
That coke, that dope and ecstasy money
I'm tryin' to empires across the state line
So move like vampires, see me in the daytime
I jump out a nina and a mack
I have you like Khia, my neck, my