Luyện nghe bài hát Souljahs Marchin'

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

1: Layzie Bone

The cycle look what I've been through
5 from the Book of Thugs
Nineteen Ninety Nine two
New millenium marching
All aboard seek and
Any nigga that throw a
We them niggas you can't
Boy boy don't fuck around and get me
I'm on a impossible, off da rip when he get hostile
If you ta know I got lots of dough
So the murda mo ain't no
relentless rolling in Benzes
Hear it repeat weeded indeed nigga it
wid the lead and completed it's on
Feel my bombs motherfucker, round for round
Putting it down, town ta tearing da roof of this mother-fucker
When I'm in city get wit me fuck wit your nigga
I'm in Maui hoes around me still come fuck wid your niggas
But if you ain't talking about no
Nigga you really ain't talking no
Out of wid out a dime,
Motherfucker you got me
It ain't no amongst thieves
Won't waste my time smoking
Wid all petty conversations
So I avoid the playa

Verse 2: Bone

Still, got the gun on Sosa
automatic four mathematics original souljahs
See nobody can't stop me betta watch me out,
Woke up in the as soon as I passed out
Bullet passed the pigs mo murda mo money let's out
Mo and mo cash for everyone in the
Every homie know we move you know the is on
Come in and who feeling my music true dat
Cause if I was in
I woulda been looting the rest ah y'all knew dat (Bone Thug)
we knew that in your conscience,
You nuthing but a mobster
You be budged
God can judge you (Thug Luv)
Loot all the erase the judge
Heading for the fifth mention
Then settle stuff legal
All I really wanted was a

Verse 3: Flesh N

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

(til' fade)