Lyrics:
This goes out to all my thug niggas and bitches out there (soldiers)
At ease solute see MURDER all the motherfuckin' riders out there
soldiers, I thought I told ya
Let's get ready to rumble, them niggas stumble
Hit em with left blows
Fuck it got death blows
Ready to got to war? Let's go!
We
to be a soldier!
[Mystikal]
Ah, ATTEN!
Hoo! Muthafuckas don't you move
I got what is takes to make your ass feel (?)
You don't want to rest in this
the games (Not about the)
Yeah you know we ain't the games, you know we pop the things, huh
This is my soldier symphony
This is my soldier symphony
Guns
a card game (yeah)
It's a cold game, know your role mane (yeah)
Child Rebel Soldier
Child Rebel Soldier
Child Rebel Soldier
Child Rebel Soldier
'long as I
This goes out to all my thug niggas and bitches out there (soldiers)
At ease solute see MURDER all the motherfuckin' riders out there
soldiers
Bit by bit, torn apart
We never win, but the battle wages on for toy soldiers
I'm supposed to be the soldier who never blows his composure
soldiers
Bit by bit, torn apart
We never win, but the battle wages on for toy soldiers
I'm supposed to be the soldier who never blows his composure
be (this is the ballad of a dead soldier)
A life of crime I will lead (close your eyes, hear the ballad of a dead soldier)
If you play the game, you
true soldier mentality, this is how we rock and roll
(This is how we ride)
Stick and move, time to show 'em how to make a move
Or get moved on,
I've seen so much worth dying for, so little worth killing over
Hey, Hey
Eternal flames blow in the wind, I've been Too Long A Soldier
Captain
soldiers, I thought I told ya
Let's get ready to rumble, them niggas stumble
Hit em with left blows
Fuck it got death blows
Ready to got to war? Let's go!
We
know a soldier's comin'
You better run for it, run for it, run
We soldier's, (We) bats, (We) chains
(We) gats, (We) game, (We) raps, (We) names
We
EMCEE:
What do you say we give Officer Thompson here a round of applause for getting this far?
All right, then! We're in the final round of the game now.
soldiers, I thought I told ya
Let's get ready to rumble, them niggas stumble
Hit em with left blows
Fuck it got death blows
Ready to got to war? Let's go!
We
for your chest I mean your tits trigga
Imagine, all the bricks in the projects smeared with cocaine
I be the richest young soldier in this rap game
nigga bling-a-ling
You now I'm armed we can mash, man, it ain't a thing
You know I'm calm but I'm a gorilla, ain't a game
I got a banana clip for all
nigga bling-a-ling
You now I'm armed we can mash, man, it ain't a thing
You know I'm calm but I'm a gorilla, ain't a game
I got a banana clip for all
out nigga
Thats my nigga right there
Yeait ain't a game no more
Tony Yayo, Lloyd Banks
Same go for them nigga
Blow ya fuckin head off nigga g Unit klick
lose focus, they tryna blow my focus
I can feel the devil on me, I just reloaded
Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier
Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin'
Salt all in my wounds
Hear my tears all in my tunes
Let my life loose in this booth
Just for you, mothafucka, hope y'all amused
And I run it (Blow! Blow
a hustling for cheese
G's don't give a fuck till the world blow up
Game over, Kane and Abel, no limit soldiers
[Master P]
No Limit soldiers, I thought I
Go and step on the ? with the midnight streets
Where they playin' for keeps, so fake soldiers...
[Mo! Hart]
Late hours of the eve
Now brothas out
never needin' a (Pause), I check drawers for balls
[Chorus]
Whatever it takes to make it hardcore!
(Ridin' with a soldier, hard truth soldiers in
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