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点击复制What's up *s and b***hes
It's the muthaf**kin kisarme
It's No Limit Master P
I'm'a introduce y'all to the muthaf**kin
One of the hardest liuetenants on the tank mystikal
We was all born to be soldiers
See these evil thoughts
They was scarred into our muthaf**kin souls from these wars
The streets the ghetto the hood
The ghetto
B***h I'm a soldier
I was born to be a soldier
Ah ATTEN
Hoo Muthaf**kas don't you move
I got what is takes to make your a*s feel
You don't wanna rest in this parade
No Limit soldiers throwin grenades
Strictly heavy artillery calm and gunnin
I got your ground troops runnin from INCOMING
Go go go go the future caliber
Bout to rip your
Vest split your capita
The *s be marchin in the land camp
B***h we ghetto soldiers the streets is what made us
No LVE's no MRE's
But we kill our enemies and drive humvees
Born to be a muthaf**kin soldier
The colonel don't play about tha tank
Money in the bank make *s thank
At ease when we rap salute cause we strapped
Fools run they trap soldiers bust caps
Fools die a million deaths solider dies once
Put that on my gold keys my gat and my blunt
Candy painted hummer triple gold D's
We bout it eyes on our CREAM cause we rowdy
Battle kicked advil *s load they carriages
Weapons on the mayor of the cash cause I know character
I'm ready to bust keys *s I'm from New Orleans
*s are f**kin slanging them trees
They gon die in New Orleans
I came out the muthaf**kin womb *s wanna combat tank
My ghetto antics my ghetto tactics
I smack quick stick another gat n***a to your a*s and acrobatic
N***a what Black my M 16 is black b***h
I was born to drop phat s**t
Punk your a*s like a sac b***h
Yeah I keep a gat b***h
I react quick
Blow them soldiers told ya and that's it
But see I set my s**t off like a punt
Go T Go
We roll I said we roll like a muthaf**kin blunt
See don't come stunt and don't try to front
I'm Silkk the Shocker I snatch your a*s like a muthaf**kin duck
I put on my camoflauge n***a straight up my f**kin boot
Why would a muthaf**ka who ain't TRU laugh at old shoot
About face salute
Tell I'ma soldier by the way I talk
Tell I'ma soldier by the way I March
Right left left
I was born to be a soldier
Bringin bags and w**d
Lil Fiend live by the soldiers creed
Of broken no seed in the botton pockets of my fatigues
War fatigues playing live chess games with the chain
At the gun range cause I'll bring pain
When I'm playing survival games that's why I sport a vest
But *s are put to rest but got them right tatted on my chest
I was best on my recon started harm and dis
The war from this is that Fiend was born from this
Scarred from this so all the armies now go hide
Cause the crime design stay from nine to five
Enemies retire and the bigger go up till my gun show up
No Limit soldiers the world blow up
Assassin soldier sniper murderer
Son of a b***h arsonist house burglarer
Been there done most before the sun rose
We changin clothes when the po po's chase
Narrow with the bass got them h*es all in my face
And them fake *s hate so I started different ways
And even when I'm dead and gone
My legacy'll live on
Tatoo me on your arm and tell *s he got his rhyme on
Murder murder kill killin and s**t that I spit
For lunatics who be feelin this s**t
Put the gat in my face I never squeal n***a keep it real
Pops gave me the game bout to bag a feel
We attack like the Men in Black
You react if you got a gat
I'll never die camoflauge in my vein
I'll never change in the purple rain
My name manifest pain I'm a soldier