Luyện nghe bài hát Soldierz

(Bun B)


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

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

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

(MDDL FNGZ)
Yeah fatboy slow, but a aint quick
Ho limped the door, lay a nigga on his d*ck
Open up tha door, standing like "sh*t"
full bricks, same price for a hit
Nigga I done it, it aint gotta be a lick
And if I'm wit you patna then the choppa 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
Bound to ya dome split
ya bodily functions
Have me think you gon
Middle fingaz, strong
Bun B, the strong
Put you six feet
Why not a long sit
walk, short pier
Mane a long flip
Got the on lock
And got the on whip
Tell momma we comin home so dont

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

(Chorus)

(B.A.N.D.I.T)
Two nines, four
Prayin that you niggas
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 won't
Don't plea bargain now, nigga it for the judge
I might have you niggas lookin like a fanta
Did so much, done burned myself, retire my
got them soldiers
Some movin
Some X
but they mostly yola
Wit guns in tha
We never leave tha
Face could wind up on a rest in peace
in peace? No suh
Pissin on ya
get real nigga wit it and go fu*k ya wife
So think
one for you and ya life
Band I-T, shoot the 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, close range ya with the mac
And for K.S.O lot, put the glock to ya back
Middle Finga, aint a act
This uncut
ever play us for a joke
You'll get ya smoked
We go for

(Chorus)