Lyrics:
by your choices and the fact you back where her ass
You like pain with your pleasure, yeah, you toxic, I'm for sure of that
I hope you know that it's
it
(By all means)
Count through a check in a minute
(Count a whole check)
Work long nights for a penny
(Long nights)
My solo cup full of remy
(Solo
soldiers at No Limit,
niggaz fear it 'cause we strong an we black on,
green or brown, we be smokin til the sack gone,
tornados flows, blow away
shake 'em up, you down to die,
'Cause we too much for the industry to handle, we buck aside,
run it n**** nut wit yo five,
I like to lease s*** it's
like ike this has been that real shit Brought to you by mike
Chorus
Finna be platinum n gold
Bitch i been on a roll
.im SWEETotb never gone sell my
hand)
For truly I'm a faithful fan
(Cuz you are Popeye the Sailor Man)
I'm the devil on your shoulder
(He's an evil doer soldier) like I told ya
(I'm
of soldiers, fighting his wars
But a king this fair deserves a little bit more
She was sittin' at the bar, and I know it's a sin
And I'm not one for cheatin'
Eywa tried to tell you I'm a soldier
Take me me with you you can teach me bout the forest
This cup is empty help me fill it girl I'm for this
She says
it
Some trust the wrong, and now they gone
Them flowers for the dead, all the powers in my head
I give a fuck what them cowards said, I'm all about my
both can lose
One shot En Passant
As I pass you by
I look in your eye
And I cry
Move on little soldier
This is not your war
Move on little soldier
You
a show
We scamming hard to get them plays i know you see them post
You talking crazy on the gram I thought you was a hoe
He sold his soul for that lil post
soldiers at No Limit,
niggaz fear it 'cause we strong an we black on,
green or brown, we be smokin til the sack gone,
tornados flows, blow away
shake 'em up, you down to die,
'Cause we too much for the industry to handle, we buck aside,
run it n**** nut wit yo five,
I like to lease s*** it's
No love twin -
Verse 1-
Yea .. uh
I been pushing P Been doing
She gone shoot for me on God
Uh - uhhh uhhhhhhhx2 been doin
I been moving fast No I
[Chorus - Master P]
Nigga, nigga, nigga
P and Bone nigga
Ughhhhhhh
And we gone kill ya
Till we dead and gone nigga
[Master P]
I couldn't
skillet - it's on
That rap nigga bust a cap nigga flat nigga
Open up your back nigga Rosewood black nigga
First family gone brawl
It's
heresies go read it
Justified by faith
I say we ain't pointing to faith
Hollering grace, you can bank on they gone
Say what we say sola fide
Functionally
tomorrow love sweet by and by
For the child who is coming and for dreams that come true
Sing a song for each other for me and for you
Sing a song for all
last time ridin up in a fixed up car
Another soldier gone with gold plates
Unhhhhhhh My last bitch I'ma fuck, is this the end?
Is there a heaven 4
growing older
I'd like to try to forget the times
Have changed and we all live and die
Plastic soldiers
Slowly growing older
And I'm sorry for
and low
Underneath the lamp post by the barrack's gate
Standing all alone every night you see her wait
She waits for the boy who marched away
difference to
Send soldiers to action
So war's in the land down below once again
And death befell these children
Women and men
And the elders from when
know what that mean
They gone talk cuz I offed him
No Limit soldier like Master P
My niggas bout it
They taking em all for no bounty
(Aye, aye) Pull up
her wait
She waits for a boy who marched away
And though he's gone, she hears him say
"Oh promise you'll be true
Fare thee well, Lili Marlene
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