Luyện nghe bài hát Battlezone

Pick up your and prepare them to fly

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

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

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

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

One, two look at the
They my picture with Bob Marley
probably wanna kill me, will I die?
In smokin' phillies, Bizzy the kid
Was bustin' in the ceilin' in my big

on somethin' and dig this
Got to it, catch and don't let go
Wretched in a fro, Bone for the po po
Roll over, pull it, got my bullet in my fo fo
stand, it's turnin' to a jungle

Comin' out a 4-door Benz and I a lot for show
No, no, don't spend a lot contend a men
at my watch like a meal ticket
Arrest the block, they pin it, better send it

For the cops absorb you soul of course, to the Pharaoh
mo, curly, I heard it lower and return 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 turnin' tryin' to avoid my
And I can hear the niggas lettin' off they lead the corner
Got me paranoia like they comin' for me

And I be my heat, got me pacin' 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 for war in my fatigues and boots

the minute nigga step outside
Nina Ross on my hip and I gots to one
like Little Eazy-E told you and me
Nigga, leave the house without packin' a gun

And real, leave it for the dollar bill
Niggas'll holler, "Kill, kill", then flexin'
When the shit off in my direction
Nigga got a 17-shot for

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

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

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

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

If a muthafucka wanna rumble, he could tumble
We wilder than any animal in the jungle
The of the game is Block the basket, strike him out
Hit the goal the quarterback fumble

Strategize, any hatin' ain't a friend of mine
Nigga considered the enemy, nigga, that's you die
I keep my enemies close
'Cause I got a perfect view of 'em in my scope, close enough

Leather Face'll fuck a nigga up and
And hit 'em with the millimeter and I a bitch kill 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, on comin' and there's gon' be drama
Tellin' you niggas, you better not with me
'Cause I ain't quiet nigga that I used to be
Look how the haters give a nigga

Nigga, of bein humble
Now I'm fuck that I gotta get mine
They try to show a nigga love but fuck that it no love
'Cause in the game you get every time

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

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

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

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

They actin' but it's really time to show some tactics
The niggas have 'em, we murdered the bastards
Put 'em all in body and caskets
Drop 'em in the river, splash, that's ass

'Cause we clash, ain't no comin' back
Huntin' niggas the past, we gon' settle this shit right here
Fight to whoever blood be 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?
than a clocked damn missile
Hit a bitch directly in the middle, right between eye

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