Luyện nghe bài hát Soldiers

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

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

I'm a no limit soldier i'm dead you can't worry me
i represent the 'til a bitch nigga bury me
TRU on my initiated in blood
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 city
if I come to a I've got a hundred thugs with me
scream No Limit 'cause I'm in it I it
I never met a tank that didn't business
we killers by niggas countin' millions in paper
luteinent of a label full of soldiers

huh what we soldiers
huh nigga we soldiers

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nigga nigga nigga mercenary killers hustlers and dealers
nigga ghetto captains, colonels, luteinents
we packin' G's niggas stackin' Ki's niggas M-16 .45 AK's
follow me dumpin' niggas study humpin' I Donald Trump
but I keep the niggas and bitches jumpin'

huh nigga what we
huh nigga we soldiers

[Silkk the

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

War war in this Fiend I'm a soldier
you could by my breed or my feed 'cause if I bleed
its a color fatigues see my greed me hungry
I'm a No Limit spar get it on
when your gone blows have the up on your lawn
was born to out niggas protectin' my people
no sequel blastin' and rappin' and my fool and I'm lethal
they gone how to keep us so planned
and how the fuck we on billboards more than the marbolo man
we

huh nigga we soldiers
huh what we soldiers

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

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

huh nigga we soldiers
huh nigga we soldiers

Ed]

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

[Kane &

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

huh nigga what we
huh what we soldiers

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