Luyện nghe bài hát Bonus Track #1

While you I'm running, while you shooting I'm chopping
Got me confused with them dudes, but who is you to be
Now I be marching a soldier, and my army right behind me
On that Westbank is a nigga, might find me
Fucking me boy, you gon get your ish-a
I from the heights, all the way to the pitcher
And I'm all about a dolla dolla, hotta hotta
I can pull a Prada model, t-shirt holla wobble
We in the pop a bottle, at the bar
Tell your girl stop tripping, she could holla at a
in the car, is all I need to get mean
We could mix it with henny, and we it green
Like one say, left to the right, to the left left, to the right
Let me see you bounce me, East to the West
North to the South, back to the house, come blow a with me

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All my with me (yeah)
All my with me (yeah)
If you hustle hard for a praying (yeah)
My soldieretts me (yeah)
My women (yeah)
Them hatin' cause you looking good (hell yeah)

Everybody throw your dranks up, soldiers your tanks up
Hit the flo', out, everybody drink something
Its your set, throw it up, show me the fuck you from
What you drinking mix it this, hit this weed and have some fun
got they butts up, y'all know what's up
We drinking straight out the bottle, whodi put them cups up
I'm from the home of the Queen, that call Anna
I to represent New Orleans, Louisiana

P]
The New No Limit guerillas, we gon to get scrilla
I'm a soldier till I die, and real gon feel us
I put that on your ass, nigga play and get bagged
Uptown, out, t-shirts and du-rags
On the block where you find me, my niggas right me
Third Ward projects, we on the grind G
My bottle slang chrome, tats on arms
We gon wild out till, C-Murder home

Pull up in a big truck, on a set of twenty
Twenty G's cash, in the pocket to my P. jeans
Playa hatas mad, they wish they rid of me
I'm on the radio, I'm always on the t.v. screens
Now am I it huh, whodi I'm bout it bout it
Hop out the limo, watch the women form a around it
I keep the burner with me, never on the without it
I put you in the papers, let your family about it
I'm going in the streets, and I own my own crib
never see a landlord, round me
T-R-U nigga, you ask my dog C
And my money hell-a-long, cause I just got a from P
Huh bitches to Hot Spitter, you fuck around if you
And how quick a nigga, send you to the hospital
this baretta to your braids, me and my soldiers
Sticking together Franky Beverly and me

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