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, 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,

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

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

Man haters, wanna see the next man bowl
the little nigga skippin' in the Lexus for
We in it for the hed, killa what that if for?
Two stacks, glocks in my Lexus dough

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

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,

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

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
Blow it up for two months, then skip to the spot

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

I don't need trees, nigga, all I is them G's
Money's my high, signs stuck in my eyes
Don't come to this strip, bitch, you comin' to buy
nothin' to hide, drug dealers lovin' 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, 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 breath
They heart pump fear, they stand there, they chest
My name speak for it self, kid you the rest
From outta the dark, sticky codes of death

Do you know how much bloods been on my name?
you walk in my Timbs 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, ain't dropped one
If you died now, you think I'd fuckin' care!
I'd get everybody in this bitch, up in here
And all that war right now, is ya blood gets smeared

Rappers gettin' shot up, brr, 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, 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,

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