Luyện nghe bài hát Soldiers

this goes out to all my niggas and bitches out there (soldiers)
At ease, solute, all the motherfuckin' riders out there
its motherfuckin' no limit up
bout it bout it rowdy
Slodiers, Soldiers, Soldiers,

huh nigga what I'm a (we soldiers)
huh nigga we soldiers (we soldiers)
huh nigga what we (we soldiers)
I'm a (I'm a soldier)
huh what I'm a soldier (I'm a soldier)
huh nigga what I'm a (I'm a soldier)
huh nigga what I'm a (I'm a soldier)
All I be is a soldier (I'm a soldier)
I'm a motherfuckin' No Soldier

I'm a no limit soldier 'til i'm dead you can't me
i the tank 'til a bitch nigga bury me
TRU on my back initiated in
bout it niggas start when I walk in the club
you could tell I'm a soldier by my fatigues
and you could I'm a killer by the way a nigga
forever TRU i'm gone roll to your motherfuckin'
if I come to a show I've got a thugs with me
scream No Limit 'cause I'm in it I it
I never met a tank that didn't business
nigga we killers by niggas millions in paper
luteinent of a label full of soldiers

huh nigga what we
huh nigga we soldiers

P]

nigga nigga nigga mercenary killers street and dealers
nigga ghetto captains, colonels, luteinents
we G's niggas stackin' Ki's niggas M-16 .45 AK's niggas
follow me dumpin' study humpin' I ain't Donald Trump
but I keep the niggas and bitches jumpin'

huh what we soldiers
huh what we soldiers

the Shocker]

let's get ready to rumble
I'm a No Limit soldier nigga who
around my neck represent respect nigga
bout it full of fuckin'
am I ??? its the and bud nigga clique for the common soldier
drug dealers real niggas and
'cause I'm bitch I'm a soldier fool I I told ya
ammunition fully loaded camoflauged Range
against all odds Tru don't fall nigga we ball
nigga army fatigue nigga weed up in my
you wanna take no poor wreck in my hand holdin' your bag
about ??? throw up soldier rag
nigga when the tank come through put depth
in you motherfuckin'
fuck the rep I'm a soldier that's 211

War war in this Fiend I'm a soldier
you could tell by my breed or my feed if I bleed
its a color fatigues see my greed me hungry
I'm a No spar wanna get it on
your gone blows have the tank up on your lawn
was born to bust out protectin' my people
ain't no sequel and rappin' and my fool and I'm lethal
they gone how to keep us so planned
and how the fuck we stay on billboards more than the man
we

huh nigga we soldiers
huh nigga we soldiers

and to them soldiers below the street lights
we watch them die their riches and they bitches
diggin' up ditches for the snitches in ghetto
it happen makin' some white rappin' checkin' out my toes
tell my hoes I never rest 'til they my foes
when a cop done when a cop done dug and I watched
them bullets snatch me lookin' at my
sure they didn't blast me
when I die bury me in my camoflauge 'cause I'll be with
my thug motherfuckers other niggas ride its over
we gone and breath soldiers

I'm still on more times tryin' pay the bills with
criminal thoughts makes my nine in the much clearer
its the biggest mama cat off the top
shot on your block and drop the shit your system's got
what no limit soldiers kickin' up dust in face
rowdy rowdy when we march in the place we
none nigga don't you come fucked up
tryin' off flex you get more hoes than a hair net
Miss X be the one Tru soldiers mama
drama lyrical lady alligator
fade ya now whatcha whatcha want do
we comin' through bout to run over you we Tru

huh what we soldiers
huh nigga we soldiers

Ed]

steel toed boots camoflauged with the soldier strut
???? get out the way duck nigga what
warfare should of had your ass about there
with this impact display rip through backs and still we get where
oh yea nigga what you gone do step to the
have niggas fight on who shoot you
Big Ed is a captain atain hut sloute on as you were
gettin' rowdy with the tank troops

[Kane &

when the tank roll up its like ten bombs up
my military comrads don't a single solitary fuck
pull the gat off the shelf niggas gone shit on shelf
my warriors want more war mentality drug
fatality your feelings use my gun for proficent killings
P gave the order Kane & Abel is
spittin' ammunition leavin' loved ones
come out this week we pistol whippin' makin' you listen
WE

huh what we soldiers
huh nigga we soldiers

I'm a buffalo smokin' dolja
.45 caliber armered pistol when I load I could stop a bull
march there with my army I get over before
you me you better server a hundred octobers in Angola
who as you were stay still lay low
you better fuckin' knock a in your A-O
I'm marchin' with my AK one two
niggas wanna be like us but it ain't gone be
huh nigga we soldiers