Luyện nghe bài hát Soldierz

I'm a soldier, for war, ready to shoot
I'm a warrior, to die for my troops
I'm a baller, skatin' on chrome, the Coupe
I'm a hustler, hustler, hustler,

Told ya, for war, ready to shoot
I'm a warrior, to die for my troops
I'm a baller, on chrome, pushin' the Coupe
I'm a soldier, soldier, soldier,

We play the block to the morning the sun comes up
Or fiends run out, hustle 'til guns come out
Or deans run out, hustle 'til them ones up
Or roll up, we playin' the block, you know man

Niggas on the rock talkin' 'bout the we roll
in the club buggin' on the money we blow
Other people baby, gettin' like a hundred a
When they see us, bitches pass out, holdin' the flow

Man haters, don't wanna see the man bowl
the little nigga skippin' in the Lexus for
We in it for the hed, what that vest if for?
Two stacks, hiddin' in my Lexus dough

Now ya see the ice wit the electric blow
They rather see flamin', not to test the row
we love by the minute but we feared by more
'Cuz I don't give a fuck, I'm to die, ready to go

I'm a soldier, for war, ready to shoot
I'm a warrior, to die for my troops
I'm a baller, skatin' on chrome, pushin' the
I'm a hustler, hustler, hustler,

Told ya, ready for war, to shoot
I'm a warrior, ready to die for my
I'm a baller, skatin' on chrome, the Coupe
I'm a soldier, soldier, soldier,

I'm a soldier, that right, ain't that what I am?
On the block yellin', "two for five's" wit rocks in my
the money rolled in rubber bands, accordin' to plans
Dirty in the kitchen nigga shoppin' in grands

Ms. Brenda from upstairs always callin' the cops
Stash rocks in the mailbox, them is hot
Find a bitch, get a crib, open up shop
Blow it up for two months, then to the next spot

This is a business man, don't wit that here
Who can fuck around and plus ya love in the air
And that's a little toy ya got, let's raise that
Put ya title on the line, big baller, let's bet

I don't trees, nigga, all I need is them G's
Money's my high, signs stuck in my eyes
Don't come to strip, bitch, unless you comin' to buy
It's nothin' to hide, dealers lovin' they lies

I'm a soldier, ready for war, ready to
I'm a warrior, to die for my troops
I'm a baller, on chrome, pushin' the Coupe
I'm a hustler, hustler, hustler,

ya, ready for war, ready to shoot
I'm a warrior, to die for my troops
I'm a baller, skatin' on chrome, the Coupe
I'm a soldier, soldier, soldier,

I come the block, niggas hold they breath
heart pump fear, they stand there, hold they chest
My name speak for it self, kid you the rest
From the dark, sticky speakin' codes of death

Do you know how much bloods been spilled on my
you walk in my Timbs you can't feel my pain
Got no feelings for you niggas, ice chill in my
Besides the millions in the bank account, I'm the same

Seen my own father slain, ain't one tear
If you died right now, you think I'd care!
I'd get everybody in this bitch, up in here
And all that war right now, is where ya blood gets

Rappers shot up, brr, it's cold out there
I guess was really dyin' or blow that year
Wit God as my witness, I end ya
my heart, hope to die and all my life I swear

I'm a soldier, ready for war, ready to
I'm a warrior, ready to die for my
I'm a baller, skatin' on chrome, the Coupe
I'm a hustler, hustler, hustler,

Told ya, ready for war, to shoot
I'm a warrior, to die for my troops
I'm a baller, on chrome, pushin' the Coupe
I'm a soldier, soldier, soldier,

I'm a soldier, ready for war, ready to
I'm a warrior, ready to die for my
I'm a baller, skatin' on chrome, the Coupe
I'm a hustler, hustler, hustler,

Told ya, for war, ready to shoot
I'm a warrior, ready to die for my
I'm a baller, skatin' on chrome, pushin' the
I'm a soldier, soldier, soldier,