Luyện nghe bài hát Soldierz

(Bun B)


Lost of a one
Relative in commander to the game of life, in which one to adapt to as a gangsta
my mind
Fill my
My emotional
Can you it?
Naw
Can you it?
If you havent experienced that nature of life, its

(Cobe)
I got drama
Dont worry
Cuz I got the
On my back, I
Drive through the
on me
Tryin to take my
But I don't a
about that
Grip thang
Cock back
You don't be (GONE)
goner (GONE)
In the (GONE)
Another (GONE)
In a (GONE)
corners (GONE)
Finna (GONE)
Another (LONG GONE)
In the (grave 7x)

(BUN B)
We are the mighty Middle
We do not hate
us or die

(MDDL FNGZ)
Yeah fatboy slow, but a nigga aint
Ho limped through the door, lay a on his d*ck
Open up tha door, nigga like "sh*t"
full bricks, same price for a hit
Nigga I done done it, it gotta be a lick
And if I'm plexin wit you patna then the gon piss
Shootin up ya corna a sound like "Swish"
But I low so gat cuz the don't miss.

(BUN B)
No the gon hit
to leave ya dome split
Lose ya functions
me think you gon sh*t
Middle fingaz, click
Bun B, the spit
Put you six feet
Why not a long sit
Long walk, pier
Mane a long flip
Got the streets on
And got the on whip
Tell momma we comin so dont trip

(MDDL FNGZ)
If I Tee, worry bout me
I'm a G
I know how to handle tryin to come up on me
to run up on me
you gon try me
in a bag
Drinkin a IV
So appreciate ya
you got some left
Ya a bi*ch
They got PMS
And my only fear of death is
So it aint sh*t for me to make you niggas ER
soldier in the grave

(Chorus)

(B.A.N.D.I.T)
Two nines, clips
Prayin that you trip
Lookin for some
bust you niggas bubble
And I give a fu*k about your happy meal mug
We can go toe to toe, or trade slugs
So catch a square
And I budge
Don't plea bargain now, nigga save it for the
I might have you niggas lookin like a fanta
Did so much, burned myself, retire my bandanna
got them soldiers
Some movin
Some X
but they movin yola
Wit in tha holsta
We leave tha toasta
Face could wind up on a rest in peace
Rest in No suh
Pissin on ya
Then get real nigga wit it and go ya wife
So twice
one for you and ya momma
I-T, shoot the soldiers like I shoot tha dice

(BUN B)
For my nigga Bad Ass Bam, I'll ya head
For Young Lo, I'll let forty-fo fill ya wit lead
For Big Munsta, pull out the Thompson and straight squeeze it
Behind Sean Wee I'll cut you off at the
For the Band I-T, I'll close range ya the mac
And for K.S.O lot, put the glock to ya back
Middle Finga, aint a act
This uncut
Dont play us for a joke
You'll get ya bi*ch-ass
We go for

(Chorus)