Luyện nghe bài hát Soldier

[50 and DJ Whoo Kid talking]

(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I started my own
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT!
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I my own gang
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT!

[50
a fact homie, eagles don't fly in flocks
But the eagles I got own shots
Like beefin', homie I ain't sayin' a
I'll run up on your ass squeezing the bird
Now what New York niggas know about grammar
Not much, but we how to bang them hammers
When I pull out thing, you better break yourself
Or win a to ICU, and you can take yourself
If you motherfucker, I'm solider I told ya
ya shit back, put my knife through ya six pack
Gat bust, rush, blowin' the dust
Five O, burnin' the cluth, while I'm burnin' the dutch
You thought other niggas was hot, I'm turnin' it up
This the blueprint, nigga are you or what
You done told me you me, now tell me I'm the nicest
it nigga, I'm a mid-life crisis

(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I my own gang
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! (I got the rep of a villian, the concealin')
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I my own gang
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! (full of until I retire my jersey)

Banks]
It's like rate the respect of who gat bigger
Banks been blowin' on stuff before that fat nigga
Henny's make dollars, and make death threats
I'm doin' to bulletproof the Lex next
nigga, everdays war
I'm heavy on sports, to my like NBA's store
Don't me send the piece at you
I'll have your man walk around another rest in peace tattoo
creampuff, you can get killed here
Nigga you ain't invincible, even Superman in a chair
I've always been a picky man, but I ain't a star
So fuck all fifty fans
Look, whether you like it or not, in ya spot
All in your grill, the crown, airin' em down
We're in the pound puttin' fare in the
I'm running with gangstas, don't make one of em ya

(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I my own gang
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! (I got the rep of a villian, the concealin')
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I my own gang
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! (full of until I retire my jersey)

[Tony
ride with my rap shit and my body armor
Ride a Taliban suicide bomber
five six feet, I off ya feet
I ya with a pillow when you fall asleep
Your records can't sell, your company is em
Give it up, Burger King is
You shoulda been a cop, cause you a lot
Talkin' to the jakes, you to get shot
I used to watch Big and Scooby Doo
Now I'm choppin' big birds and bundles too
For that Master P money, that shoppin' money
That coke, dope and that ecstasy money
I'm to build empires across the state line
So move like vampires, never see me in the
I jump out with a and a mack
I have you like Khia, my neck, my