Luyện nghe bài hát Battlezone

Pick up wings and prepare them to fly

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

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

I up on Jordan and what did I see
Comin forth to 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
drew my picture with Bob Marley
They probably wanna me, will I die?
In 1999 phillies, Bizzy the kid
Was bustin' in the ceilin' in my big

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

Comin' out a Benz and I spend a lot for show
No, no, don't spend a lot with 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 and return it burn
When our niggas still out
Court's adjourned, adjourned, rest and burn

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

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

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

And that's real, it for the dollar bill
Niggas'll holler, "Kill, kill", start flexin'
When the shit poppin' off in my
Nigga got a 17-shot for

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

is real
Ain't none of that fagot rubber band plastic shit
Muthafuckas in the blastin' shit
Put the match on shit, straight up gassin'

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

Now why the fuck is niggas tellin' lies and
Talkin' we split up
'Cause I see Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish,
Niggas really to shut that shit up

If a muthafucka wanna rumble, he could tumble
We than any animal that's in the jungle
The name of the is Block the basket, strike him out
Hit the make the quarterback fumble

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

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

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

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

You get this feelin' inside my
Somebody get fucked up
If a nigga get some satisfaction
Blastin' like a
Gettin' with the nigga lovin' the action

Yeah, my Bone Thug niggas, on
If any one of you niggas got any
Thinkin' you tough and you wanna solve 'em
Don't be mumblin', speak a louder

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

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

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

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

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

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