Luyện nghe bài hát What Cha Mean

What up out there
This be fiend coming at this here here
I a couple of my people with me
Fiend, mac, soulja slim, and abel
A couple of no limit soldiers to help me out with here

What cha mean, mean, heard
Soldiers got daily clout
Slangin in the south
What we worried about x2

slim]
(peep this shit) I know you about this nigga from the 3rd
Raw, then a uncut bird with bad and bad nerves
Serve, dope to a fiend gotta get more cream
Than the of the dealers
Every nigga that I fuck gotta be from killas
Fill up in shit, that was ever smokin, you can catch me smokin
On some that will have me broken, (cough cough),
I'm so high, I can ride, barely need to some dealing
No optimos, no keep moving, it, pass the feeling
Real niggas feel me, I'm bout as real as it get
Son or stranger, no love for studio shit
All my little partners gone, be damned if I g-o
But if I do grab my gun shoot like and pull let em know

x2

[kane &
You I'm from the ghetto, hit the glock
And pop my shots clean up your
Red beam, maintain my aim, holes in your brain
I stop that motherfucking clock, kane
Usual suspect, down south bout respect
off slugs like a mailman in a corvette
Like the weed when I my tek
Niggas is seeking, pump down like bricks, in the of the 626
Is something you cause your boy
Just got flipped, ak a strong clip
In the I bust you with the tank,
In the pen I trust you with the
My go blank, I'm a soldier smokin dank
All the way to the bank

x2

Now what y'all mean, niggas on my
all about the cream
And my enemies, we it to the street
To get the green, knowa
here with slim, mac and fiend
I scream woah!
In the drop where my nigga
Runnin the cop who was trying to meet his quota
I'm and I'm black, I'm a soldier
So he thinking I'm that baking soda
You ain't heard about, nigga from that dirty
Where the po-po's
Everybody, everybody that knows your bout
Won't leave your
Cause at night, nigga come out
Grab your gat with that extra clip cause if you us slippin
You might connect the
Shots cut up strip bout a couple of ship
the peoples in summertime agent trip
Lets take a trip to the where the niggas
Do the murderman on their enemies
And fake niggas pretend to be a, be them friends of me
Woah, slow roll and daddy I'm camoflauged
I'm warden I stay on my guard and bitch I never die

x2

What the don't know is I'm a hurt
A without a pause
I'm about cause, break jaws and all laws
My bullet scars heal, my tatoos reveal
Bout to ride explain a million of
The burn feels like a step from death
Fuck spending lives, I barely leave a of breath
I'm set, families with teks, release my stress in thier
Wouldn't know where I'd be my God and my vest
Killers, we the best all the rest, here hit the cess
Snort, the test
With the charge the best, cause I open chest
God bless, I my way back so I can say that
Me too whatever, should have known that fiend in payback
Do it for haystacks, me, slim, twins, and mac
Gotta attack, the jest to ask, deftly in the act
I doubt that, I'm cause I'm with the right change
After soldier consediration, I'm the live

x4