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C-Murder - Soldiers lyrics
This goes out to all my thug niggas and bitches out there (soldiers) At ease, solute, c-murder all the motherfuckin' riders out there Representin' its motherfuckin' no limit up Bout it bout it rowdy rowdy Slodiers, soldiers, soldiers, soldiers Huh nigga what i'm a soldier (we soldiers) Huh nigga what we soldiers (we soldiers) Huh nigga what we soldiers (we soldiers) I'm a soldier (i'm a soldier) Huh nigga what i'm a soldier (i'm a soldier) Huh nigga what i'm a soldier (i'm a soldier) Huh nigga what i'm a soldier (i'm a soldier) All i wanna be is a soldier (i'm a soldier) I'm a motherfuckin' no limit soldier [c-murder] I'm a no limit soldier 'til i'm dead you can't worry me I represent the tank 'til a bitch nigga bury me Tru on my back initiated in blood Bout it niggas start fightin' when i walk in the club You could tell i'm a soldier by my army fatigues And you could i'm a killer by the way a nigga bleed Forever tru i'm gone roll to your motherfuckin' city If i come to a show i've got a hundred thugs with me Scream no limit cuz i'm in it i represent it I never met a tank dawg that didn't business Nigga we killers by niggas countin' millions in paper Luteinent of a label full of soldiers nigga Huh nigga what we soldiers Huh nigga what we soldiers [master p] Nigga nigga nigga mercenary killers street hustlers and dealers Nigga ghetto millionaires captains, colonels, luteinents We packin' g's niggas stackin' ki's niggas m-16 .45 ak's niggas Follow me dumpin' niggas study humpin' i ain't donald trump But i keep the ghetto niggas and bitches jumpin' Huh nigga what we soldiers Huh nigga what we soldiers [silkk the shocker] Let's get ready to fuckin' rumble I'm a no limit soldier nigga that's who Tank around my neck represent respect nigga Bout it full of fuckin' tattoos Am i ??? its the drugs and bud nigga clique for the common soldier Drug dealers real niggas and thugs Cuz i'm bitch i'm a soldier fool i thought i told ya Ammunition fully loaded camoflauged range rover Against all odds tru niggas don't fall nigga we ball Nigga army fatigue nigga weed up in my draws You don't wanna take no poor wreck in my hand holdin' your bag About ??? throw up your soldier rag Nigga when the tank come through put some depth In you motherfuckin' step Fuck the rep i'm a soldier toldja that's 211 [fiend] Womp womp, nigga this fiend i'm a surviving soldier You could tell by my breed or my feed cuz if i bleed Its a color fatigues see my greed keep me hungry I'm a no limit spar wanna get it on When your gone blows have the tank up on your lawn Was born to bust out niggas protectin' my people Ain't no sequel blastin' and rappin' and my fool and i'm lethal They gone understand how to keep us so planned And how the fuck we stay on billboards more than the marbolo man We soldiers Huh nigga what we soldiers Huh nigga what we soldiers [mac] And to them fake soldiers below the street lights We watch them die holdin' their riches and they bitches Diggin' up ditches for the snitches in this ghetto Will it happen makin' some white rappin' checkin' out my toes Tell my hoes i never rest 'til they murder my foes When a cop done shot when a cop done dug and i watched Them bullets snatch me lookin' at my camoflauge Makin' sure they didn't blast me When i die bury me in my camoflauge cuz i'll be down with My thug motherfuckers other niggas ride 'til its over We gone live and breath soldiers [mia x] I'm still on more times tryin' pay the bills with ryhmes Criminal thoughts makes my nine in the picture much clearer Its the biggest diva mama cat off the top Open shot on your block and drop the shit your system's got What no limit soldiers kickin' up dust in your face Rowdy rowdy when we march in the place we face None nigga don't you ever come fucked up Tryin' stun off flex you get more hoes than a hair net Miss x be the one tru soldiers call mama Drama regulator lyrical lady alligator Fade ya motherfuckers now whatcha whatcha want do Bitch we comin' through bout to run over you we tru Huh nigga what we soldiers Huh nigga what we soldiers [big ed] Steel toed boots camoflauged down with the soldier strut ???? get out the way niggas duck nigga what Guerilla warfare should of had your ass about there With this impact display rip through backs and still we get some where Oh yea nigga what you gone do step to the tank Have niggas fight on who gone shoot you Big ed is a captain atain hut sloute carry on as you were Gettin' rowdy with the tank dawg troops [kane & abel] When the tank roll up its like ten bombs blown up My military comrads don't give a single solitary fuck Pull the gat off the shelf niggas gone shit on they shelf My warriors want more war mentality drug dealin' Fatality fuck your feelings use my gun for proficent killings P gave the order kane & abel is willin' Spittin' ammunition leavin' loved ones missin' Come out this week we pistol whippin' makin' sure you listen We soliders Huh nigga what we soldiers Huh nigga what we soldiers [mystikal] Uh oh!! I'm a buffalo soldier smokin' doja .45 caliber armered pistol when i load i could stop a bull dozer March there with my army i get marched over Before you disrepect me you better serve a hundred octobers in angola (hoo) who as you were bitch stay still lay low You better fuckin' knock a hole in your a-o I'm marchin' with my ak one two three Ya'll niggas wanna be like us but it ain't gone be Huh nigga what we soldiers |
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