Luyện nghe bài hát Soldierz

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

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

Niggas on the talkin' 'bout the cars we roll
Chickens in the buggin' on the money we blow
Other people baby, like a hundred a show
When they see us, pass out, they holdin' the flow

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

Now ya wanna see the ice wit the electric
rather see shots flamin', not to test the row
Then we by the minute but we feared by more
'Cuz I don't a fuck, I'm ready to die, ready to go

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

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

Ms. Brenda from upstairs always callin' the cops
Stash in the mailbox, them corners is hot
Find a dumb bitch, get a crib, up shop
Blow it up for two months, then skip to the spot

This is a business man, mess wit that here
Who can fuck and plus ya still love in the air
And a nice little 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 is them G's
Money's my high, dollar signs in my eyes
come to this strip, bitch, unless you comin' to buy
It's to hide, drug dealers lovin' they lies

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

I come the block, niggas hold they breath
They heart pump fear, they stand there, they chest
My speak for it self, kid you know the rest
From the dark, sticky speakin' codes of death

Do you know how much bloods been on my name?
Unless you walk in my Timbs you can't feel my
Got no feelings for you niggas, ice in my vein
the millions in the bank account, I'm still the same

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

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

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

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

ya, ready 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 soldier, soldier, soldier,