Luyện nghe bài hát Soldiers

this goes out to all my thug niggas and out there (soldiers)
At ease, solute, C-MURDER all the riders out there
representin' its motherfuckin' no 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 we soldiers (we soldiers)
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)
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 soldier 'til i'm dead you can't worry me
i represent the 'til a bitch nigga bury me
TRU on my back in blood
bout it niggas start fightin' I walk in the club
you could I'm a soldier by my army fatigues
and you could I'm a killer by the way a bleed
forever TRU i'm gone roll to your motherfuckin'
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 dawg didn't business
nigga we killers by niggas millions in paper
luteinent of a label of soldiers nigga

huh what we soldiers
huh what we soldiers

P]

nigga nigga mercenary killers street hustlers and dealers
nigga ghetto millionaires captains, colonels,
we packin' G's niggas stackin' Ki's niggas .45 AK's niggas
follow me niggas study humpin' I ain't Donald Trump
but I the ghetto niggas and bitches jumpin'

huh nigga what we
huh what we soldiers

the Shocker]

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

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

huh nigga what we
huh what we soldiers

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

I'm still on more tryin' pay the bills with ryhmes
criminal thoughts makes my nine in the picture much
its the diva mama cat off the top
open shot on your block and drop the your system's got
what no limit soldiers kickin' up dust in your
rowdy rowdy when we march in the place we
none nigga you ever come fucked up
tryin' stun off flex you get hoes than a hair net
Miss X be the one Tru soldiers mama
drama regulator lyrical lady
fade ya motherfuckers now whatcha whatcha do
bitch we comin' through to run over you we Tru

huh nigga what we
huh what we soldiers

Ed]

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

& Abel]

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

huh what we soldiers
huh what we soldiers

I'm a buffalo soldier smokin'
.45 armered pistol when I load I could stop a bull dozer
march there my army I get marched over before
you disrepect me you server a hundred octobers in Angola
who as you were bitch still lay low
you fuckin' knock a hole in your A-O
I'm marchin' my AK one two three
ya'll wanna be like us but it ain't gone be
huh nigga what we