Luyện nghe bài hát Camoflauge

Mac
look.
All them soldiers, put them rags up, ya me?
it's going down No Limit style, feel it.

Mac/(Mercedes)
All my camoflauge niggas, raise 'em
(And all my bitches, raise 'em high)
All my camoflauge niggas, 'em high
(And all my bitches, raise 'em high)

Camoflauge bitch, Mercedes, ever for I
You don't try bitch, quick to ride or die bitch
Don't underestimate me cause I the B's hate me
me jump all out my character, forget I was a lady
Sexing and shady, got more then the average nigga
All about my cabbage nigga I gots to have it nigga
Give it up, cause my girls give a fuck, we come through like nigga what
We split you up with choppers, them core stoppers
Only fuck with soldiers, them thug that be down to ride
And I got look (click) for all them wanna die
You ride for me, I ride for you, I put on the tank
My platinum LP's, my Benz and my

Mac/(Mercedes)
All my camoflauge niggas, 'em high
(And all my camoflauge bitches, 'em high)
All my camoflauge niggas, raise 'em
(And all my camoflauge bitches, 'em high)

Mac
The motherfuckin Assassin, seven three O seven
I first laid it down at the age of Mac
If I ever slack up when they kill me
But I never let you bitches me, on the for real we
In it for long paper, lyrical hits from
need a million fake niggas to break us
I got my soldier me and I got my sniper with me
My murderer, him specialize in out your kidneys
Infinitely, you shoot me down bitch, I'll be back in my
Wooo, I like my rappers with some egg and some
And I'm fully loaded, the only way papa me to tote it
One in the chamber, cause if I'm walking into
Mac's a dunk it, you know I get full of funky with these
it's microphones or it's triggers
If I die tonight tell God to bury my and resurrect 'em
So niggas in the next life can 'em

Mac/(Mercedes)
All my camoflauge niggas, 'em high
(And all my bitches, raise 'em high)
All my camoflauge niggas, raise 'em
(And all my camoflauge bitches, 'em high)

Sam
say die, that's the attitude, nigga, do what we have to do
I'm a soulja, it's the Magnolia I'm adding to
We hustle when it's hot, this grind got bout niggas on it
Come through and you goin niggas on it
Bout five in the morning or in the evening
Cross the camo, we the ammo, leaving 'em bleeding
We responded to war with spit rapid
Pumping drugs or it, both of 'em habits
My click attack it, on the or on stages
Our fingers on triggers and our triggers on
Flipping like pages, get it straight from the start
a vest, you want me, aim straight for the heart
Don't miss cause that's they ass if a don't hit
Camoflauge, never die, nigga, fuck shit
We eqipped with thugs, all black, all strapped
Fuck around Uptown and get killed with own gat

Mac/(Mercedes)
All my camoflauge niggas, 'em high
(And all my camoflauge bitches, 'em high)
All my camoflauge niggas, 'em high
(And all my bitches, raise 'em high)

Mac
Wooo, and real.
1999, ya me?
Macadon, Mercedes, my Sam.
off in this bitch.
No Soldiers.