Luyện nghe bài hát Military Minds

Stand in
My real troopers
Let's do it soldiers, all in together now
Hell, yeah

No retreat, no
Death before dishonor,
Do it to them, on
got thuggish

Uhh, yes, yes, yes
Say what? West side, side ride
Where you at, you at?
my real thugs?

Where you at, you at?
Where my thugs?
Where you at, you at?
Where my real

you at?
The of a drug dealer
Real thugs, you at?

Yo a army
Do it to 'em, do it to 'em
love the way we do it to 'em
We do it to 'em,

Suppress the of premeditated scheme
Introduce a drug called to us ghetto teens
Got a law for raw niggas, now playa, what it be
When will niggas see they got us bleedin' with 3

Can't seem to focus, hopeless with violent thoughts, I wrote
Got these devils petrified, hidin' from my pocus
An' so I learned to my currency an' over time
Affiliated, clearly a military mind

May God forgive us though we dwell inside a
Thugged out an' drug dealin' from the womb to the
My live mind got me survivin' 5
My 45 got me fortified with rounds

When shit stick, we hits, when our block spits
All hail, out on bail, wrath of
ghetto, necessary picture food stamps
Outlaw niggas never left the boot camp

I'm a for assignment, one of the squads finest
Skilled in gorilla warfare an' blessed refinement
My rap shit sections of bomb sessions
Says I'm responsible for black & Wessons

up on [Incomprehensible] in the military state of mind
Dangerous like chronic an' yard combined
Cocoa, Brovas, pan the
That's the an' your dead [Incomprehensible]

Man to man, I'm facin' the Devil a plan
Judo stance, first glance, I'm makin' my
Animal instincts, intelligence of an
Mask my style, surround me ready to attack

I react swiftly, what Father taught me with me
Never forget the methods, stick an' move
Shit be seemin' like it's closin' in, no regrets I hold position
I circles, I'm one of the chosen men

Picture bein' put in position to an' you can't move
'Cause your is blocked by the knight at 12 o'clock
That's when the begins, so I start to focusin'
My thoughts on the war, the rule is the law

An' the law that we live by is to stay true to
In this case, beady eye, why Everybody lie
About the block, true soldier
This is how we rock an'

Stick an' move, to show what kinda nigga
Move or get on, let's see who's strong

In the of the strange, where nothin' stays the same
With new faces come through with similar
An' who you thought them, really they
Catchin' deja vus of the game play

It's a call for re-adjustment, fine tune positions
You slippin' an' trippin' instead of bobbin' an'
Will never let world of stress get the best of me
breathin' techniques, slay you with Tai Chi

What does it change to get a in the world of snakes
An' who fake, elimination, I'm facin'
Destruction, outlaw I duck down
po' po's bustin', no one to trust in

Rushin' to the goal line, a nigga
Beat him, treat him like he mine
No swine, I'm a soldier, told ya I mine
Time to take you back into time, follow this

One way out this black hole for this soul
Shit is outta control, I'm
For my to be a fetus in this world
I am enterin' an' my face is sentencin' for

Before my body was fully formed into a
I was already consumin'
'Cause my mom's use to back in the '70s
that's why in the '90s I drop Gs when I drop degrees

When I ease across the block with Pac an' got all you shot
You think Boot Camp click would link
With the outlaw minded, if you do you rewind
An' you can gorilla tactics in every line

Yeah, an' is how we do it
my real thugs? Where they at?
Let me see my real thugs, now you at?
Won't you see my thugs, where you at?

Let me see my real thugs, you at?
Now, where my thugs, let me see where you at?
Tell me where my real thugs, to see where you at?
my soldiers, where you at?

Where's my soldiers, where you at?
Where my at, where you at?
Where you at? Get strap, my nigga
Where you at? you at?

Where my at, where you at?
Where you at? Hit your thug
Where you at? With your
Where my soldiers at? my true thug niggas

No longer drug dealers, 'cause we now niggas
my soldiers at?
No longer dealers, 'cause we now thug niggas
Let me, my, where my soldiers at?

Put your in the air, where my soldiers at?
Put your guns up, tell me my soldiers at?
Put pistols in the air, where my soldiers?
My thug rollers, yes, it just doesn't quit

Yes, this is that real hip hop
Yes, fuck what you
the ghetto to the 'burbs
Know we every word

Where my soldiers, my soldiers at?
Where my soldiers, my soldiers at?
Put hand on your pistol, point your pistols in the air
Where my at, where my soldiers at?

my soldiers, where my soldiers at?
Where my soldiers, where my at?
When Bob Dole an' Tucker wanna know
Where my soldiers at? Fo'