Luyện nghe bài hát Soldierz

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, the Coupe
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, on chrome, pushin' the Coupe
I'm a soldier, soldier, soldier,

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

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

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

Now ya see the ice wit the electric blow
They rather see flamin', not to test the row
Then we love by the 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, 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, 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,

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

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

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

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

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, the Coupe
I'm a hustler, hustler, hustler,

Told ya, 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 soldier, soldier, soldier,

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

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

Seen my own father slain, dropped one tear
If you died right now, you I'd fuckin' care!
I'd get in this bitch, stuck up in here
And all that war right now, is where ya gets smeared

Rappers gettin' up, brr, it's cold out there
I guess niggas was really dyin' or blow year
Wit God as my witness, I end ya
Cross my heart, hope to die and all my 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, to die for my troops
I'm a baller, skatin' on chrome, the Coupe
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, pushin' the
I'm a hustler, hustler, hustler,

Told ya, ready for war, 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,