Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I'm A Soldier, artist - Young Buck. Album song Straight Outta Cashville, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2003
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: G Unit, Interscope
Song language: English
I'm A Soldier |
Aye, I hope you motherfuckers out there brought an extra clip |
Hit the lights nigga, let them niggaz go right there |
It’s about to go down |
Welcome to Cashville motherfuckers |
Yeah |
I’m a soldier, I done told ya Don’t make me fuck you up Leave your head bust, or my head bust |
Man I don’t give a fuck |
I’m come from a small town where organized crime is the rule |
You kill niggaz without permission, niggaz gon’kill you |
We bang the rags too, red and blue |
This shit ain’t out only there on the west side fool |
Surrounded by section eight houses in the projects |
A place where you make the wrong turn, you get robbed next |
We all targets, standin’out on the street corner |
That’s why you see the lil’kids with the heat on ‘em |
Police pull out, hop out but they can’t catch us They never even get a chance to say «Drop your weapons» |
Liquor stores never close, the whole hood high |
Niggaz know when it’s war the whole hood ride |
We on that Bishop in Juice shit |
I put this fo'-five in yo’mouth like a toothpick, you bitch |
The south ain’t safe no mo’so get a gun |
And pray to God you make it to see twenty-one |
You gon’make me crawl through your backyard and cut off your light switch |
Kick in your back door and take all that white shit |
Niggaz know what to do when I’m around |
Go put your pack up and pick up your fo’pound |
It’s ‘bout to go down, Buck back on that bullshit |
He even got his baby mama walkin’with a full clip |
Fucked a couple of R&B hoes, but now it’s back to the hood rats |
They lick a nigga dick quick and know where that good at Money don’t make a nigga change |
It’s just the niggaz that ain’t never had nothin’start doin’strange thangs |
They say I must like beef |
‘Cause 50 got fifty enemies, but if they fight him they gotta fight me Come ridin’through these dirt roads |
And let me show you how puttin’in work goes |
The fo'-fo'bulldog small enough to fit in a nigga boot |
So it’s wherever, whenever, whatever you wanna do nigga |
I’m a soldier |
Left, right |
Left, right |
Left, right |
I’m a soldier |
Left, right |
Left, right |
Left, right |
I’m a soldier |