Luyện nghe bài hát Soldier

[50 and DJ Whoo Kid talking]

(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I my own gang
(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 fact homie, don't fly in flocks
But the eagles I got own sixteen
Like beefin', homie I sayin' a word
I'll run up on punk ass squeezing the bird
Now what New York niggas know country grammar
Not much, but we know how to bang them
When I pull out thing, you better break yourself
Or win a trip to ICU, and you can yourself
If you lucky motherfucker, I'm I told ya
Push ya shit back, put my knife ya six pack
Gat bust, rush, blowin' the dust
Five point O, burnin' the cluth, while I'm burnin' the
You thought them niggas was hot, I'm turnin' it up
This the blueprint, nigga are you or what
You done told me you respect me, now tell me I'm the
Admit it nigga, I'm a mid-life

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

Banks]
It's like niggas rate the respect of who gat
Banks blowin' on purple stuff before that fat nigga
Henny's make dollars, and dollars make threats
I'm remixes to bulletproof the Lex next
Duck nigga, war
I'm heavy on sports, to my like NBA's store
Don't me send the piece at you
I'll have your man walk around with another rest in tattoo
Look creampuff, you can get here
Nigga you ain't invincible, Superman in a wheel chair
I've been a picky man, but I ain't a flowered star
So I'mma all fifty fans
Look, whether you it or not, right in ya spot
All in your grill, the crown, airin' em down
in the pound puttin' fare in the clown
I'm running 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 until I retire my jersey)

[Tony
I'mma ride my rap shit and my body armor
Ride like a Taliban suicide
Four five six feet, I off ya
I kill ya a pillow when you fall asleep
Your can't sell, your company is buyin' em
it up, Burger King is hirin'
You been a cop, cause you snitch a lot
Talkin' to the jakes, you to get shot
I used to watch Big Bird and Doo
Now I'm choppin' big and them bundles too
For Master P money, that shoppin' spree money
That coke, that dope and that money
I'm tryin' to build empires the state line
So move like vampires, see me in the daytime
I jump out a nina and a mack
I you like Khia, my neck, my back