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Rasheed - El Soldado lyrics
f/ Lupita (One Diva) * send corrections to this typist [Lupita] Yo queiro de silga algo de el soldado [Verse 1: Rasheed] Ka ka ka ka ka ka ka ka Kamikaze kiluminati with us get rich and disappear Insert the bomb and clear out through the smoke On a mudafuckin island Broke basis to fixed finances Game advancin romancin wit stones enhancin My throne mind blown Gone in a war dimension But Momma you still locked and kiss and hug me Other than that I'm livin thugly Soldier ugly drugly Lifestyles of the rich and frustrated Bust I love and I'm hated But I won't be straight until I'm platinum plated gold graded Spray it in blue on a wal and I spell it in red When I fall dead How many federalswant the southern confederate head Who me? Chief Rasheed The first degree That nigga that came from Philly Set but I got my quarters set up in Houston G Mutilaor mixin wit forty-nines and Yankees Driftin gypsy I'm janky but when I get wreck like the saint you'll thank me Bank me a million speakin on civilian Situations pavillion unpentrated Brazilian Immunity rated Deadly diplomats on a ship wit rats Pirates for the bounty wit nuthin but killas around me Premium connesoiur professional specialist Expert of bloody war I'm sure to the death of this AAHHH [Chorus: Lupita] Y una noche Illimunada Y me tomo y beso and yo mi dilse Espara chico Normida nuca Y antes todo y ya me dese Es el soldado Es el soldao Mi tiene loca Y maras mira y ya to toca Y hilge en la noche El soldado [Verse 2: Rasheed] I'm ya sneaky Sicilian Creepin the streets like a civilian Dominican Another mudafuckin lucky luciano swindelin San Fran to Costa Rica Ricky Donnell Noreaga We got a hundred kilos stuffed in the Winnabega Asta la vista Pass me that Master Card and Visa that nine millimeta Bullets move the speed of a cheetah I got Laquita in the Burb to the back for Lupita For pinche five-o me got suicidal senoritas They can't defeat us in my fleet It's a must we keep the heatas For the crooked criminals contemplation Ways they can beat us Sippin Kaluha wit a black Russian bon appetite Drinks that passion the night for the paper don't fuck wit da chief Puffin that Panama red Indian and I feel a thrill as I fly over the Bay Yes sir We murder moyos that try to spoil the game wit hatin I work wit faces that look strange as chameleons changin Cuz on this planet in this year it's like a pot of gumbo Be ready for the rumble with the five-o talkin to Columbo [Chorus: Lupita] [Verse 3: Rasheed] My street vendettas is quality Biology serious psychology Suspicious search To the final clue investigators perk We movin seven digit serial numbers imperial CARUMBA You dealin wit a devil dumper Loas the astrovan Travelin like an astro van Wit da possibility To chop the cop facility Like trees in tranquility Park my abilities Dark sparkin the underground tactics Smellin blood like sharks Narks parked in a black Skylark Like the narks Buildin paper notorious like Noah's Ark Official business we courageous for currency Far from submission not even when these hoes bury me Fast money It take a sec to wreck oppostion systematic crackin dummies Automatic for drama addicts Ghetto government a kind of gangsterism Got me locked up in this motherfuckin prison [Chorus: Lupita] |
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