Luyện nghe bài hát Soldier

[50 Cent and DJ Kid talking]

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

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

(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 started my own
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! (full of controversy I retire my jersey)

Banks]
It's like niggas rate the of who gat bigger
Banks been blowin' on purple stuff before fat nigga
Henny's make dollars, and make death threats
I'm doin' remixes to the Lex next
nigga, everdays war
I'm heavy on sports, to my draw like store
Don't make me the piece at you
I'll have your man around with 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 a flowered star
So I'mma fuck all fans
Look, whether you like it or not, in ya spot
All in grill, wearin' the crown, airin' em down
We're in the pound fare in the clown
I'm running gangstas, don't make one of em shank 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)

Yayo]
I'mma ride with my rap shit and my body
Ride like a Taliban suicide
Four six feet, I off ya feet
I kill ya a pillow when you fall asleep
Your records can't sell, company is buyin' em
Give it up, Burger is hirin'
You shoulda been a cop, cause you a lot
Talkin' to the jakes, you bound to get
I used to Big Bird and Scooby Doo
Now I'm choppin' big and them bundles too
For that Master P money, that shoppin' money
That coke, dope and that ecstasy money
I'm tryin' to build empires across the line
So like vampires, never see me in the daytime
I jump out a nina and a mack
I have you Khia, my neck, my back