Luyện nghe bài hát Brang Yo Army!

Verse 1: the disciple

I walk in hell, bucking and fighting, scratching and
Throwing bows, showing gold's, and dro's
yak in the back, presidential
Hand in hand the devil, my team imperial
We don't hang with that busta they miracle
The first disciple, 30 shots from the
Grab his like a reaper
A.k.a. better as lil' peter
'em up with the powder
Best believe I'm a
The pastor sic him and whoever else with 'em
And watch me and my boys go and him, we ready

(pastor troy)
I think somebody's to die (4x then to background of hook)

4x

You say you want me, but you brang yo army
Dez georgia rebels ain't gone let nobody me

2: blackout

Killa, disabled, stable, challenged the name 'em
But yet I manage over God talents
Enter near it, cause ravage and repercussions, and
Pimpin' at them, iceberg slim, titanic
steady slow
Bobin' and weavin' we a do'
Complication rules the nation so I roll I smoke
one goes out to my folk
This one caught in they smoke
jumping, hang gliding, and sliding of ski slopes
Went from selling dope, over used to be coke
I can't cope, cut throat, rhymes over
I go fo'

Verse 3:

Smoking on reefer, with the street sweepers
Suckers I got wiped up can't run the grand reaper
Peep a, miracle so lame that you can't show
You tried to steal a track from the and got caught
I my freaking folks
My that keep it real
We drinking on brandi and we handy with the steel
Better guard yo grill, to kill, like steven segal
when I see him fall, i'ma shatter his brains against the wall

(pastor troy)

I think somebody's bout to die 4x then to of hook

4x

You say you want me, but you betta yo army
Dez georgia ain't gone let nobody harm me

4: pastor troy

Okay got me last and I'm mad
And I'm to fight
One hundred eighty pounds strong, but how I bite
They takin flight, cause this buster ackin' my amigo
Hit 'em seventeen times that chrome desert eagle
my people, in georgia, ignore ya, I can't
Get dumped off in miami riding on candy
Now would you I got a body in my trunk?
I'm crunk out the window, yeah!, I shot the punk
The first to dump, the one that punk scatter
I'm I'm drunk, put I'm still labeled that pastor
So any bastard, got plans to harm me
You best of be ready cause I got a

(pastor troy)

I think bout to die 4x then to background of hook

Hook end

You say you me, but you betta brang yo army
Dez rebels ain't gone let nobody harm me