Luyện nghe bài hát Soldierz

I'm a soldier, for war, ready to shoot
I'm a warrior, ready to die for my
I'm a baller, on chrome, pushin' the Coupe
I'm a hustler, hustler, hustler,

ya, ready for war, ready to shoot
I'm a warrior, to die for my troops
I'm a baller, on chrome, pushin' the Coupe
I'm a soldier, soldier, soldier,

We play the block to the morning 'til the sun up
Or fiends run out, hustle 'til them come out
Or run out, hustle 'til them ones stack up
Or boys roll up, we playin' the block, you man

Niggas on the rock talkin' 'bout the cars we
Chickens in the club on the money we blow
Other people baby, gettin' like a hundred a
When see us, bitches pass out, they holdin' the flow

Man haters, don't wanna see the next man
What the little nigga in the Lexus for
We in it for the hed, killa that vest if for?
Two stacks, glocks in my Lexus dough

Now ya wanna see the ice wit the blow
They rather see shots flamin', not to the row
Then we love by the minute but we feared by
I don't give a fuck, I'm ready to die, ready to go

I'm a soldier, ready for war, to shoot
I'm a warrior, to die for my troops
I'm a baller, skatin' on chrome, pushin' the
I'm a hustler, hustler, hustler,

Told ya, ready for war, to shoot
I'm a warrior, ready to die for my
I'm a baller, skatin' on chrome, the Coupe
I'm a soldier, soldier, soldier,

I'm a soldier, ain't right, ain't that what I am?
On the yellin', "two for five's" wit rocks in my hand
the money rolled in rubber bands, accordin' to plans
Dirty pots in the kitchen nigga shoppin' in

While Ms. Brenda from upstairs always callin' the
rocks in the mailbox, them corners is hot
Find a bitch, get a crib, open up shop
it up for two months, then skip to the next spot

This is a business man, don't mess wit here
Who can fuck and plus ya still love in the air
And that's a nice toy ya got, let's raise that
Put ya on the line, big baller, let's bet that

I don't need trees, nigga, all I need is G's
my high, dollar signs stuck in my eyes
Don't to this strip, bitch, unless you comin' to buy
It's nothin' to hide, drug dealers they lies

I'm a soldier, ready for war, to shoot
I'm a warrior, ready to die for my
I'm a baller, skatin' on chrome, pushin' the
I'm a hustler, hustler, hustler,

Told ya, for war, ready to shoot
I'm a warrior, ready to die for my
I'm a baller, skatin' on chrome, the Coupe
I'm a soldier, soldier, soldier,

I come thru the block, hold they breath
They heart pump fear, they stand there, hold they
My name speak for it self, kid you the rest
From outta the dark, sticky codes of death

Do you know how much bloods spilled on my name?
Unless you walk in my Timbs you feel my pain
Got no feelings for you niggas, ice chill in my
Besides the millions in the account, I'm still the same

Seen my own father slain, ain't dropped one
If you died now, you think I'd fuckin' care!
I'd get everybody in bitch, stuck up in here
And all that war right now, is ya blood gets smeared

gettin' shot up, brr, it's cold out there
I guess niggas was dyin' or blow that year
Wit God as my witness, I end ya
my heart, hope to die and all my life I swear

I'm a soldier, for war, ready to shoot
I'm a warrior, ready to die for my
I'm a baller, skatin' on chrome, pushin' the
I'm a hustler, hustler, hustler,

Told ya, ready for war, to shoot
I'm a warrior, ready to die for my
I'm a baller, skatin' on chrome, pushin' the
I'm a soldier, soldier, soldier,

I'm a soldier, ready for war, to shoot
I'm a warrior, ready to die for my
I'm a baller, on chrome, pushin' the Coupe
I'm a hustler, hustler, hustler,

Told ya, ready for war, ready to
I'm a warrior, to die for my troops
I'm a baller, skatin' on chrome, the Coupe
I'm a soldier, soldier, soldier,