the fuckin' pin I draw my knife Then I shank ya because I know I got to handle that Because some niggas try'na creep up bests believe I got my gat You will never
South, hustler, former weight smuggler I'm Mother, of the Tank, gave birth to an army Guerilla millionaires, so don't even ask, if you wanna get to clappin, soldier
Chorus: magic Bitch I'm a soldier (until the day that I die) A no limit soldier (yes I am, yes I am) I thought that I told ya (and nothing or no one
Chorus: Magic Bitch i'm a soldier (until the day that i die) A No limit soldier (yes i am, yes i am) I thought that I told ya (and nothing or no one
And send it to the Outlawz, we'll try to make it better My young soldier, you ain't no dumb soldier Keep your mind on your dream and you a pro soldier
are a fucking shame They don't understand a blue collar man And the General doesn't fuckin' care That a mothers son will never be here again Soldier soldier
her back to Spike Lee & have her doin' the butt, and I'm a mention Just the way you shake it make my little soldier stand at attention My hands gon' be
my nappy head But I don't care, I just grab my clip, slap and spray Anywhere, it don't matter where a nigga stay Just believe me when I say, "Guerrilla
't no, All you bitches gotta go Give me please all of the coke or I'ma shoot you in yo throat Fuck it I'ma never stop, standin' on whateva block Lookin
leave it Go back to bed, now don't you cry Half a million soldiers fly across the water One in ten are never comin' back again Fifty thousand sons who never
have turned a deaf ear They don?t care who goes hungry, they?ve made that much clear You see the trouble with people is we wanna believe But they can
'all busters is touchin' us I got the thoroughest thugs and baby reminisces That don't give a fuck with a aim that never misses Hugs and kisses, never
nigga slide I've been dyin' to get a gat I dared to try now prepare to die I rush your crib like Jehovah's Witness, blow up any Soldiers, infants, hold
Every time I look around, I see so much fakeness goin' down Why I'ma, be stingy when I can share? Why I'ma, be hateful if I could care? Why would I
me When the weight of the world was on my shoulders, you were there When it got heavy, I held it, you were there The ones that stood by me like soldiers
it's V.I.P And the bitches and the Bud for free Welcome to this world that you never thought existed And you got to be a soldier to be enlisted Listen