Luyện nghe bài hát Battlezone

Pick up wings and prepare them to fly

Souljah, souljah, Bone
Souljah, souljah, Thug
Souljah, souljah, Bone

Swing low sweet
Comin' forth to carry me
Swing low sweet
Comin' forth to me home

I looked up on Jordan and did I see
forth to carry me home
did I see
Comin' forth to me home

Listen to my cry
My cry
Listen to my cry
My cry

One, two at the telly
They my picture with Bob Marley
They probably kill me, will I die?
In 1999 phillies, Bizzy the kid
Was in the ceilin' in my big claim

Kickin' on somethin' and dig
Got to feel it, and don't let go
Wretched in a fro, Bone for the po po
Roll over, then it, got my bullet in my fo fo
Gotta stand, turnin' to a jungle

Comin' out a Benz and I spend a lot for show
No, no, don't spend a lot contend a men
Lookin' at my watch a meal ticket
Arrest the block, couldn't pin it, better send it

For the cops you soul of course, praise to the Pharaoh
Murder mo, curly, I heard it lower and it burn
When our still shermed out
adjourned, court's adjourned, rest and burn

I can't sleep at night I lay in my bed
And I be tossin' and tryin' to avoid my dreams
And I can hear the lettin' off they lead around the corner
Got me feelin' paranoia like they for me

And I be clutchin' my heat, got me back and forth
So much on my mind, so many things to do
So little a nigga really got to do it in
Man, I be ready for war in my fatigues and

From the nigga step outside
Nina Ross on my hip and I gots to one
Just like Little told you and me
Nigga, never leave the house packin' a gun

And that's real, leave it for the dollar
Niggas'll holler, "Kill, kill", then flexin'
When the poppin' off in my direction
Nigga got a for protection

Life ain't no
Too many niggas I know was takin' shit for granted and that's
Nigga, if you see a fool, a fool right out the crowd
And hit him dead in his mouth for bein and wild

Shit is
Ain't none of elastic fagot rubber band plastic shit
in the battlezone blastin' shit
Put the match on shit, straight up gassin'

It's that nigga runnin' with the AK-47
niggas in the belly
Give muthafuckas more than just a headache
Get back at that nigga faster than
They're runnin', retreatin', screamin', Mayday, goin' down

Now why the fuck is niggas lies and rumors?
about we split up
'Cause I see Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish,
Niggas really need to that shit up

If a muthafucka really rumble, he could tumble
We wilder any animal that's in the jungle
The name of the game is Block the basket, him out
Hit the goal the quarterback fumble

Strategize, any hatin' ain't a friend of mine
Nigga considered the enemy, nigga, when you die
I never my enemies close
'Cause I got a perfect view of 'em in my scope, close enough

Face'll fuck a nigga up and smile
And hit 'em with the and I show a bitch kill a nigga
See me drivin', bitch, on and try to rob me
I'm willin' to bet that get lit up

Get off of me, baby, keep on and there's gon' be drama
Tellin' you niggas, you better not with me
I ain't that quiet nigga that I used to be
Look how the haters give a attitude

Nigga, of bein humble
Now I'm like fuck I gotta get mine
They try to show a nigga but fuck that it ain't no love
'Cause in the game you get fucked time

You get this feelin' my bloodline
Somebody get fucked up
If a don't get some satisfaction
Blastin' like a
Gettin' the static nigga lovin' the action

Yeah, my Bone niggas, come on
If any one of you got any problems
Thinkin' you and you really wanna solve 'em
Don't be mumblin', speak a little

While you steady talkin' you're louder than the next nigga
We'll be up in you
Now feel us, who the realest? The Bone Thug killas
If there's any objections, deal with 'em

Realer than them other muthafuckas about they thugs
Jumpin' all on the
Wanna be like us, wanna cuss, wanna bust they
Thugged out with pants saggin'

They actin' but when really time to show some tactics
The niggas don't have 'em, we murdered the
Put 'em all in body bags and
Drop 'em in the river, splash, that's ass

'Cause when we clash, no comin' back
Huntin' niggas from the past, we gon' settle this shit here
Fight to whoever blood be first
Who will be the nigga ridin' in a hearse?

Not me, I'm to wake up
And be livin' in the mornin', you feelin' me?
Quicker than a clocked missile
Hit a directly in the middle, right between your eye

Then we sure that nigga die
Shoot a couple more and ride out, ride out, ride out
Nigga, we out, ride out, ride out
Nigga, we ride out, out, ride out
Nigga, we out, ride out