Luyện nghe bài hát Souljahs Marchin'

The souljahs marching on for war
The marching on prepared for war

1: Layzie Bone

The cycle continues what I've been through
Chapter 5 the Book of Thugs
Nineteen Ninety Nine two
New millenium forward
All seek and destroy
Any that throw a decoy
We them you can't avoid
Boy boy don't fuck around and get me
I'm on a impossible, off da rip when he get hostile
If you gots ta know I got lots of
So the murda mo no optional
relentless rolling in Benzes
Hear it repeat indeed nigga believe it
Proceed wid the lead and completed on
Feel my bombs motherfucker, undisputed for round
Putting it down, town ta town tearing da roof of mother-fucker
I'm in your city get wit me fuck wit your nigga
When I'm in Maui hoes me still come fuck wid your niggas
But if you ain't talking no money
Nigga you ain't talking no sense
Out of wid out a dime,
you got me ready
It ain't no amongst thieves
waste my time smoking weed
Wid all these conversations
So I the playa hation

Verse 2: Bizzy

Still, got the gun on Sosa
Fully automatic mathematics original souljahs
See can't stop me betta watch me back out,
Woke up in the county as soon as I out
Bullet passed the pigs mo murda mo money mash out
Mo and mo cash for everyone in the
Every homie we move you know the scope is on
Come in and who feeling my music true dat
Cause if I was in
I woulda been looting like the rest ah y'all dat (Bone Thug)
Know we knew that in conscience,
You nuthing but a mobster
You be budged
God only can you (Thug Luv)
all the cops erase the judge
Heading for the fifth mention
Then some stuff legal
All I wanted was a Regal

Verse 3: Flesh N

Now who gon' be the last two standing
Doing back ta back the cannons
Another of my bloodish
On hit wid ah low
Just a ass nigga
That's ready ta get sense
I sorta like The Kid
Mixed like a show no mercy
Filthy gonna kick in explicit some too deadly
So the description advisory
If you get ready fuck wid me steady
Everyday all day daily haters wanna come try me
the guage release bush
Trying ta it the wrath of the whirldwind
Sware you'll up fast motherfucker
Before the dog holla missile off
And blast you between your eyes serving no
Victim is blown right, all we she got decapitated
Nigga body rot in the crypt
We it up to the ceiling graded
from time and again my niggas had ta warn
All you enemies of mine I'm coming ta
My be storming through wid army and fatigues
Feel the grief nigga them prophets
To the apostle a revelation set off the revolution
Nigga the desperado, you niggas can't wid the fifth dog killer
Now die die die die....

(til' fade)