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

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

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

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

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

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

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

This is a man, don't mess wit that here
Who can fuck around and plus ya 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 stuck in my
Don't come to this strip, bitch, unless you to buy
It's nothin' to hide, dealers lovin' they lies

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,

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

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

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

Rappers gettin' up, brr, it's cold out there
I guess niggas was really 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, ready to die for my
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,

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, 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,