Luyện nghe bài hát U.ssoldier Boy

[DJ
Yo, Right now we gonna dedicate to all our soldiers,
Over there for us,
You know I'm sayin,
For all our soldiers,
And all our ones still runs with they guns,
In the field you know what I'm
dedicated to ya'll man,
it down,
U.S. mother A,

I'm a U.S. mother fuckin boy
I'm a U.S. mother soldier boy
I'm a U.S. mother soldier boy

I'm told ya boy
I'm a U.S. mother soldier boy
I'm a U.S. mother fuckin boy
I'm a U.S. mother soldier boy

I'm told ya boy

1-DJ Paul:]
Now as I run through tha trees my infiltry
I got my M16 and my
I got my blooded soldiers in tha back of me
And a bullet proof vest and I'm hopin I don't to see
now will it in tha line of fire
Or will a nigga die in tha of fire
bust my gunz till my clips retire
America pray 'cause I wanna expire
soldier

J:]
I'ma U.S. mother fuckin boy
Playin around with them toys
You wanna go to war we can go to war
See W.Bush he us over boy
Them men all went and got soldier toys
Put 'em in a and we'll showed you boys
That army fatigue we gonna make some
And blow mother fucker from shore to shore

[Verse Wyte:]
With bullets wizzin by, children every 36 seconds
It it uncomfortable for me to even respect this
With this brain I can take myself away from pain
Turn me into rain, it upon all of us in vein
I'm the one that was sent to make sure the sun will shine
Try to determin the and good all in my twisted mind
Hopefully, this just might be the one that to the world
And make a safer place to play for all our little boys and
'cause I'm a soldier get it twisted
Get your wig
Fifty millimeter shells aiming for the
Must have missed 'cause they comin with some big shit
Osama up real deep and there ain't no time to fix it
He better be off the planet, two light years the moon
Rode on a magic carpet satellites find him soon
probaly already dead fuckin with tha U.S.A
But if not he better not his ass up in tha bay

J:]
Let me hear tha of tha soldiers
I said let me hear tha sound of tha
Juicy J tha boy
The ain't no punk and you know we keep grenades and AK's in the trunk
Iraq we be buck, we be fightin and we stomp
With our fist, with our feet, we be ready you jump
We don't hide behind mask like a my nigg
Just so you know who tha real fuckin is.