Luyện nghe bài hát Soldiers

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

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

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

huh what we soldiers
huh nigga what we

P]

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

huh what we soldiers
huh nigga we soldiers

the Shocker]

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

War war in this Fiend I'm a surviving
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 spar get it on
when your gone blows have the tank up on lawn
was born to bust out protectin' my people
ain't no sequel blastin' and rappin' and my fool and I'm
they understand how to keep 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 them die holdin' riches and they bitches
diggin' up for the snitches in this ghetto
will it happen makin' some rappin' checkin' out my toes
tell my I never rest 'til they murder my foes
when a cop shot when a cop done dug and I watched
them bullets me lookin' at my camoflauge
makin' they didn't blast me
when I die me in my camoflauge 'cause I'll be down with
my thug motherfuckers niggas ride 'til its over
we live and breath soldiers

I'm still on more times pay the bills with ryhmes
thoughts makes my nine in the picture much clearer
its the diva mama cat off the top
open shot on block and drop the shit your system's got
no limit soldiers kickin' up dust in your face
rowdy when we march in the place we face
none nigga don't you come fucked up
tryin' stun off flex you get more than a hair net
X be the one Tru soldiers call 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 down with the strut
???? get out the way duck nigga what
warfare should of had your ass about there
with this impact display rip through and still we get some where
oh yea nigga you gone do step to the tank
have niggas fight on who shoot you
Big Ed is a atain hut sloute carry on as you were
gettin' rowdy with the dawg troops

& Abel]

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

huh nigga we soldiers
huh what we soldiers

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