Luyện nghe bài hát What Cha Mean

What up out there
This be fiend coming at like this here
I brought a couple of my people me
Fiend, mac, soulja slim, kane and
A couple of no limit soldiers to help me out with here

What cha mean, mean, about
Soldiers got some clout
in the dirty south
What we worried about x2

slim]
(peep this shit) I know you about this nigga from the 3rd
Raw, then a uncut bird with bad tempers and bad
Serve, dope to a dope fiend get more cream
Than the rest of the
Every nigga that I fuck with be from killas
Fill up in shit, that was ever smokin, you can catch me smokin
On some that will have me broken, (cough cough),
I'm so high, I can ride, barely need to slug dealing
No optimos, no keep moving, fuck it, the feeling
Real niggas feel me, cause I'm as real as it get
Son or stranger, no love for that studio
All my little partners gone, be damned if I g-o
But if I do I'll my gun shoot like and pull let em know

x2

[kane &
You know I'm from the ghetto, hit the
And pop my shots clean up block
Red beam, my aim, bullet holes in your brain
I stop that motherfucking clock, kane
Usual suspect, down south bout respect
off slugs like a mailman in a corvette
Like the weed when I my tek
Niggas is seeking, pump like bricks, in the trunk of the 626
Is you hate cause your boy
Just got flipped, ak with a strong
In the I bust you with the tank,
In the pen I trust you with the
My go blank, I'm a soldier smokin dank
All the way to the bank

x2

Now what y'all mean, on my team
They all about the
And my enemies, we it to the street
To get the green, mean
here with slim, mac and fiend
I still woah!
In the drop where my walk
Runnin the cop who was trying to meet his quota
I'm and I'm black, I'm a soldier
So he thinking I'm that baking soda
You ain't about, nigga from that dirty south
Where the po-po's
Everybody, that knows what your bout
Won't leave your
Cause at night, nigga freaks out
Grab your gat with that extra clip cause if you catch us
You might the grip
Shots there cut up bout a couple of ship
Like the peoples in summertime agent
Lets take a trip to the land the niggas
Do the murderman dance on their
And fake niggas pretend to be a, be them friends of me
Woah, slow your and daddy I'm camoflauged
I'm psycho warden I on my guard and bitch I never die

x2

What the world know is I'm a hurt
A without a pause
I'm prayin about cause, jaws and all laws
My bullet didn't heal, my tatoos reveal
Bout to ride a million of hostile
The burn feels like almost a step from
Fuck lives, I barely leave a minute of breath
I'm set, families with teks, release my stress in chest
Wouldn't where I'd be without my God and my vest
Killers, we the best fuck all the rest, here hit the
Snort, the test
With the charge the best, cause I open your
God bless, I made my way back so I can say
Me too whatever, should have known that fiend in payback
Do it for haystacks, me, slim, twins, and mac
attack, with the jest to ask, deftly in the act
I doubt that, I'm strange cause I'm the right change
soldier consediration, I'm the live range

x4