Luyện nghe bài hát Soldier's Story

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

1 - Royce Da 5'9"]
I'm on the drums, from the kick to the snare
Get them shits in the air, shit is to flair
[Spit] on the beat, wrap it and ship it
Put it out, shit on the streets, me
you in yo shit, and tell 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*)
That's me, you hear a pop and see a drop, I'm
That's me, when everybody on ya 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 the fear, that Biggie and Pac is comin (Uh)
The why them baller boys cop them onions
That's me, 5 to the 9 doo rag be to the side
You could either with it or die

[Chorus - Da 5'9"]
Grooooom, now you know a soldier's comin
He came into yo hood, and he sold you somethin
He spit, wit a frozen flow, and he you somethin
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
now you know a soldier's comin
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 we keep heat
Niggas is deep, and creep, creep

[Verse 2 - Da 5'9"]
Far from what you would call soft, you
What you fall off, I'm beef, you call off
me, the one that you supposedly beef wit
That's me, we fought, but you kept it a
Talking bout what you gon' do you find me and keep seeing me (Uh)
Lying like you dying to me, and put three in me (Uh)
Told him cut the jokes, but I guessed that he wan't me (Uh)
his self that he wan't fearing me
My niggas all killers, from the straight to the top
Ride wit me rather know they 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 lurk in the dark
up ya goddamn hood, from the church to the park
Grooooom, motherfucker, you hear that
You run for it, run for it, run

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

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

and (Woman) talking]
Beef, we soldier's, we follow codes,
(Soldier's they justify that you do)