Luyện nghe bài hát Soldierz

(Bun B)


Lost of a one
Relative in commander to the game of life, in 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 nature of life, its

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

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

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

(BUN B)
No the gon hit
Bound to leave ya dome
Lose ya functions
me think you gon sh*t
Middle fingaz, strong
Bun B, the spit
Put you six under
Why not have a sit
Long walk, short
have a long flip
Got the streets on
And got the yola on
Tell momma we comin so dont trip

(MDDL FNGZ)
If I Tee, worry bout me
I'm a G
I how to handle niggas tryin to come 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
soldier in the grave

(Chorus)

(B.A.N.D.I.T)
Two nines, clips
Prayin that you niggas
for some trouble
Finna bust you bubble
And I don't give a fu*k about happy meal mug
We can go toe to toe, or trade these
So catch a square
And I won't
plea bargain now, nigga save it for the judge
I might have you lookin like a strawberry fanta
Did so much, burned myself, retire my bandanna
SOUTHWEST got them
Some doja
movin X
but mostly movin yola
Wit in tha holsta
We leave tha toasta
Face wind up on a rest in peace poster
Rest in No suh
on ya gravesite
Then get real 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, open ya head
For Young Lo, I'll let forty-fo fill ya wit lead
For Big Munsta, I'll pull out the and straight squeeze it
Behind Sean Wee I'll cut you off at the
For the I-T, I'll close range ya with the mac
And for K.S.O lot, I'll put the glock to ya
Middle Finga, this a act
This uncut
Dont ever us for a joke
get ya bi*ch-ass smoked
We go for

(Chorus)