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• Soldiers • | by C-Murder
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' it's 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 tell 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 mean business
Nigga we killers by niggas countin' millions in paper
Lieutenant 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, lieutenants
We packin' G's niggas stackin' Ki's niggas M-16's .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
Body full of fuckin' tattoos
In my Benz when you see me is the drugs and bud nigga clique for the common soldiers 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
It's a color fatigue see my greed keep me hungry
I'm a No Limit spar wanna get it on
When your gun 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 Marlboro 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' they riches and they bitches
Diggin' up ditches for the snitches in this ghetto
Will it happen makin' some white rappin' taggin' up 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 pass 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 it's over
We gone live and breath soldiers

(Mia X:)
I'm still on hard times tryin' to pay the bills with ryhmes
Criminal thoughts makes my nine in the picture much clearer
It's the biggest diva mama cat off the top
Open shot on your block and drop the shit your system's got knocked
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' stunt or flex you get more holes 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 up out there
With this impact display rip through backs and still we get some where
Oh yea nigga what you wan' do step to the tank
Have niggas fightin' on who gone shoot you
Big Ed is a captain, attention, salute, carry on as you were
Gettin' rowdy with the tank dawg troops

(Kane & Abel:)
When the tank roll up it's 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 proficient killings
P gave the order Kane & Abel is willin'
Spittin' ammunition leavin' loved ones missin'
Comin' 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 armored pistol when I load I could stop a bull dozer
March there with my army or get marched over
Before you disrepect me you better serve a hundred octobers in Angola
Who as you were bitch stay still lay low
You fuck around and I 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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