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boof
I ain't even gotta do shit
I'ma go ahead send my boo

Bad bitch shit, coolin'
And I'm in the field with my soldiers
And I'm in the field with my

pain
Hottest youngin around yeah he go by lil Spade
Showin to much love I had to change my ways
I’m Spittin all this real shit they gone feel my pain
Rip

up 'til dawn
Runnin' by myself, but the devil came along, yeah

Roll it, roll it, roll it, roll it up, I'm tryna smoke (yeah)
Posted in this cloud,

beyond the grave like a voodoo hex what's next
I'm fueled by my rage by I'm trying to find peace
Like a soldier in a garden it's harder with each week
I

you a beast
These wings of mine this shit was made with over time
Might spice ya life & add a lil soul to ya tank
Let's catch the bank i wanna spend

Midwest Invasion

W-Ali

Get U 1: The Mix Tape

girlfriend and sister
By mr. thuggish ruggish himself nigga wit big ol' nuts
Represent them st. clair cleveland soldiers don't give a fuck to get buck
To all

Die Die Die

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

E 1999 Eternal

1995

we livin' like soldiers  
We lovin' that thugsta shit so nigga just throw your pumps in the air   
Then you pump pump put one in a coppa like ya just

through the mail
Free the guys oll my niggas did time in that jail
I'm smoking on Za, you can tell by the smell
If he wouldn't have beat, pay the cash

Straight to the Bank

50 Cent

Heavy Rotation Allstar Compilation, Vol. 9

2007

shit

I'm in my Lambo' maggot, my fo' fo' fagot
Doors lift up I'm like Go Go Gadget
See the shit I got on, homey I hate too
My Teflon arm brought my

Loyal gang da army
New no limit soldiers
I enlisted
Aye aye
She wanna fuck just cause im da army
Dior my feet i paid two for a fleece and i trap with

samplin
I can't rap, I can't play no fucckin FL shit
They told me to choose sum foo, if yu stay in tha zone (what?)
Yu'll prolly end up in jail my nigga,

spice that shit is nice I call it Cumin
I’m just really pissed but my UK ones say fuming
Actually I’m steaming you know the fucking reason
Battling myself

Then let my niggas hit it
Sol coming in
Sunroof cracked
Trees in the wind
Reminiscing on life before I had
All the things that I wanted
Type of shit you

I stash that shit in a Nola
Cut it to much, I’ma hit it with soda
Niggas talk shit and I don’t even know them
Only thing I think they know that I

it up from my mind now
Ain't no time for no flights but we fly around Excuse me this is my round
Ain't no doin shit to say I did it
Ain't got shit

favorite DJ) ooh ooh ooh
(DJ Ill Will) turn this up

I'm a soldier mane, thought I told ya mane
I aim and flame ya, I'm the pro-to pane Ahh
Niggas sizing me

soldiers
It ain't nomo looking back I done got the ball in motion
We aways thought this shit would last cause it was wide open
Even tho I saw'em in my path I

Beast Mode

B.o.B

No Genre

2011

at the time fly by, plenty of times I've died
Lookin' at these jive guys claiming they lost there mind
She ain't really seen shit nigga til you had the whole

soldiers die tryin', damn
Purple heart, purple drank
Better yet ultraviolet
Couple bitches one Tunechi I let
'em argue 'bout it, damn
I ran out coke last

keep shit on the hush
But I'm askin' "Love, how I'm 'posed to not like your pictures?"
On every post, girl, you bad as fuck
And them stories got

wasn't thinking about fucking
Bumping Late Night Hype by Compton's Most Wanted
Them Tracks was so crisp
Bo$$ and Spice 1 and King Tee At Your Own Risk

by morning, shit it might've been Winona
And if that's the case then you could call me Yung Dracula

I keep going you know I can't be stopped
Open up

pain in my heart
Y'all shambled that
Karma ain't real that shit is cap
Bro died can't get em back
Lately I been on some sober shit
Feining tryna get life

Yeah
I'm telling y'all man nobody can stop except for myself 

Imma pop my shit don't stop me
Lotta people gonna call me cocky 
Imma mind my business