Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Soldiers , by - C-Murder. Song from the album Best Of C-Murder, in the genre ПопRelease date: 31.12.2004
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Priority
Song language: English
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 |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| 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 face salute, you’ve been recruited so throw up your soldier rag |
| Nigga when the tank come through put some pep |
| In yo motherfuckin' step |
| Fuck the rep I’m a soldier toldja that’s til death |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| 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 |