Luyện nghe bài hát Soldier's Story

[Intro - Man w/ (Royce)]
We're in a situation, where 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 on the drums, from the kick to the snare
Get them in the air, shit is fixin' to flair
Spit on the beat, wrap it and ship it
Put it out, shit on the streets, me
Bust you in yo shit, and tell you don't you
That's me, I respect, don't you better
That's me, berretta, in the waistline
Of my own get up, I'm gone and still (*Car horn*)
me, you hear a pop and see a drop, I'm comin
That's me, everybody on ya block is runnin
That's me, wit the rocks could block the sun in
The that I got, got a box it come in
I'm like the fear, that and Pac is comin (Uh)
The reason why them baller cop them onions
That's me, 5 to the 9 doo rag be tied to the
You could either with it or die

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

- Royce 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,

2 - Royce Da 5'9"]
Far from what you would soft, you competing
What you would off, I'm beef, you call off
That's me, the one that you beef 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 know they or not
me, the baddest rap you heard in a while
Ride with the gat in the lap, convertible
That's me, the killer that lurk in the
Tear up ya goddamn hood, from the to the park
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 a punk, comin out of my trunk (Uh)
Everybody wanna thug, wit them triggers pullin
Be shootin pip-pip guns, that ain't as big as my
Live from comin, to a block near you (Uh)
Real soon, somebody might get near you (Uh)
All you wanna do is rap, I'll be listening
flippin a bit difference, between a clip and a mic
I'ma soldier (Soldier) as I wanna be
Gun totin, talkin to hoes, rude as I be
Who some of me, this is no problem
I can't fix, I got a tool that I brung wit me (Uh)
Hardcore niggas your (Uh)
Ben Franklin run this motherfucker, and in God I him (Uh)
If you ever see my out, I'm probly bustin
Why you niggas and dying, I'll be truckin

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

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