Luyện nghe bài hát Military Minds

Stand in
My motherfuckin' troopers
Let's do it like soldiers, all in 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?
Where my thugs?

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

you at?
The cases of a drug
thugs, where you at?

Yo a motherfuckin'
Do it to 'em, do it to 'em
They the way we do it to 'em
We do it to 'em,

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

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

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

When shit stick, we plot hits, our block spits
All hail, out on bail, of 2Pacalypse
Forever ghetto, necessary picture stamps
Outlaw thug niggas never the boot camp

I'm a nigga for assignment, one of the squads
Skilled in warfare an' blessed with refinement
My rap contains sections of bomb sessions
Says I'm responsible for Smith & Wessons

Puttin' up on in the military state of mind
Dangerous like an' yard when combined
Cocoa, Brovas, pan the
the sound an' your dead [Incomprehensible]

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

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

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

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

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

In the days of the strange, where nothin' the same
new faces come through with similar game
An' who you them, really ain't they
Catchin' deja vus of the people play

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

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

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

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

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

When I ease across the with Pac an' got all you niggas shot
You didn't think Boot Camp click would
With the outlaw minded, if you do you rewind
An' you can gorilla tactics in every line

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

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

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

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

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

Put your pistols in the air, where my at?
Put your guns up, tell me my soldiers at?
Put your pistols in the air, my soldiers?
My true thug rollers, yes, it just quit

Yes, this is that real hip hop
Yes, fuck you heard
From the ghetto to the
Know we every word

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

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