Luyện nghe bài hát Warrior

[Hook - Young
I live my life just like a
And I'm a motherfucking
I my life just like a warrior
And I'm a warrior
I silent, I creep silent, I creep silent
I creep silent, I creep
I creep silent, I creep
I silent, I creep silent, I creep silent

[Verse 1 - Thug]
And I'm a motherfucking warrior to the score
The [?] in there, ho in there, your bro in there
[?] that was so much weed you got to mow in there
We took em out, he had in there
Kicked him up his ass with Jimmy Cha and Cho in there
Bitches see me in Honda Chevy, want my digits
Want my ticket, they get it
Thinking nothing but these
It's impatient in the city got me frigid, but I'm it
It ain't [?], spot that beat and [?]
Get the bags out the trash can, see too much weed I'm gon
Shotgun nino mash, YSL
Rock clad, I'm gon his ass
One cap out no
[?] too bad, RIP to [?], free my Nash

[Verse 2 - Young
I live my life like a warrior, I know that nigga up to something
He standing in the with no coat, catch a dime bag with an O and wipe your nose
Stay cold cause that on his throat
Hit the jeweler, leave out froze, my diamond blacker coal
Her pussy dripping, all my
I'm a hippy, know she it
All the [?] fuck up your city, my bleeding, Wicced's pissing
We going in like [?], she on the stage showing her kitty
Thug tattooed on her titty, I like a ton of midgets
Speaking of midgets, got a [?] if you want it, go get it
Make one phone call to the [?], gon pull up right here with it
We not bout no jacking, that's a ticket, no lieutenant
You know DK squeeze it till it's empty

[Verse 3 - Thug]
I live my life just like a warrior, my skin like Seminoles
Speaking of red, my [?] sponsored by red
These bitches want everybody, my whole crew they got
They [?], they gon kill that, we can't them
We looking like the [?] in the club, they know we got it
Hit the club looking like Pac, we got muscles just rocket
Got all of bitches [?] for my bosses, plus your posse look like pasta
We don't beat em, we gon eat em, we gon em to these divas
Yeah these run with heaters, senorita, hasta la vista
They two piece ya, then leave, for your maker, know I need her
But I'm baker, [?] pieces, I'm making, [?] cheetahs
I got acres on acres, motherfucker