Luyện nghe bài hát Soldier's Story

[Intro - Man w/ (Royce)]
in a situation, where everybody involved knows the stakes
(What up Reef) We're [echoes]
don't go to hell, it's war

[Verse 1 - Da 5'9"]
I'm horse-back on the drums, from the kick to the
Get them shits in the air, is fixin' to flair
Spit on the beat, wrap it and ship it
Put it out, on the streets, that's me
Bust you in yo shit, and you don't you ever
That's me, I respect, don't you better
That's me, chrome berretta, in the
Of my own get up, I'm gone and goin (*Car horn*)
me, you hear a pop and see a drop, I'm comin
That's me, everybody on ya block is runnin
me, wit the rocks that could block the sun in
The that I got, got a box it come in
I'm the fear, that Biggie and Pac is comin (Uh)
The reason why them baller boys cop onions
That's me, 5 to the 9 doo rag be tied to the
You could either ride it or die

[Chorus - Da 5'9"]
Grooooom, yeah now you know a comin
He came into yo hood, and he sold you somethin
He spit, wit a frozen flow, and he told you
I I hear a soldier's comin, that's me
Grooooom, yeah now you know a soldier's
You run for it, run for it, run
Yeah now you know a soldier's
You run for it, run for it, run

[Bridge - Da 5'9"]
We soldier's, (We) bats, (We)
(We) gats, (We) game, (We) raps, (We)
We soldier's, in the streets we keep
Niggas is deep, and niggas'll creep,

[Verse 2 - Da 5'9"]
Far from you would call soft, you competing
you would fall off, I'm beef, you call off
That's me, the one that you supposedly wit
me, we fought, but you kept it a secret
Talking bout what you gon' do when you me and keep seeing me (Uh)
like you dying to catch me, and put three in me (Uh)
Told him cut the jokes, but I guessed he wan't hearin me (Uh)
Convince his self he wan't fearing me
My niggas all killers, the bottom straight to the top
Ride wit me rather they destination or not
That's me, the baddest rap you heard in a
Ride the gat in the lap, convertible style
That's me, the killer that in the dark
Tear up ya goddamn hood, from the church to the
Grooooom, motherfucker, you hear that
You run for it, run for it, run

[Verse 3 - Da 5'9"]
Nothin' but shit, comin out of my pump
Decade funk from a punk, out of my trunk (Uh)
Everybody wanna thug, wit them triggers they
Be shootin pip-pip guns, ain't as big as my bullets
Live from Detroit comin, to a block you (Uh)
Real soon, somebody get popped near you (Uh)
All you wanna do is rap, be listening right
After flippin a bit difference, a clip and a mic
I'ma (Soldier) cool as I wanna be
Gun totin, talkin to hoes, as I wanna be
Who some of me, this is no problem
That I fix, I got a tool that I brung wit me (Uh)
Hardcore your nothin (Uh)
Ben Franklin run motherfucker, and in God I trust him (Uh)
If you see my guns out, I'm probly bustin
Why you niggas ridin and dying, I'll be

[Outro - Da 5'9"]
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Royce 9, 2000
Big Reef, uh

[Man and (Woman)
Beef, we soldier's, we follow codes,
(Soldier's justify everything that you do)