Luyện nghe bài hát Soldier's Story

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

1 - Royce Da 5'9"]
I'm horse-back on the drums, from the to the snare
Get them shits in the air, is fixin' to flair
[Spit] Spit on the beat, wrap it and it
Put it out, shit on the streets, me
Bust you in yo shit, and you don't you ever
That's me, I need respect, don't you
That's me, berretta, in the waistline
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
That's me, wit the rocks that block the sun in
The that I got, got a box it come in
I'm like the fear, that Biggie and Pac is (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

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

[Verse 2 - 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 find me and keep me (Uh)
Lying you dying to catch me, and put three in me (Uh)
him cut the jokes, but I guessed that he wan't hearin me (Uh)
Convince his self that he wan't me
My niggas all killers, from the bottom to the top
wit me rather know they destination or not
That's me, the baddest rap you heard in a
Ride with the gat in the lap, convertible
That's me, the that lurk in the dark
Tear up ya goddamn hood, from the to the park
Grooooom, motherfucker, you that noise
You run for it, run for it, run

[Verse 3 - Da 5'9"]
but underground 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, ain't as big as my bullets
Live from comin, to a block near you (Uh)
Real soon, somebody get popped near you (Uh)
All you do is rap, I'll be listening right
After a bit difference, between a clip and a mic
I'ma soldier (Soldier) cool as I be
Gun totin, to hoes, rude as I wanna be
Who wants some of me, this is no
That I fix, I got a tool that I brung wit me (Uh)
Hardcore your nothin (Uh)
Ben run this motherfucker, and in God I trust him (Uh)
If you see my guns 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 they justify that you do)