| And don’t fuck with these Hi Power’d Soldiers!
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| Glocks, AK’s with extra clips to go
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| You can’t fuck with these Hi Power’d Soldiers!
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| This for the soldiers in Iraq and all of the soldiers in Kuwait
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| All of the soldiers in the hood, in every city and every state
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| Hold it down, hold your weight, with your Hi Power’d artillery
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| Like a fine tuned killin machine, on they neck like a guillotine
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| Brain power, that’s what get you through the war
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| See that’s what get you through the door, when you tryin not to be poor
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| Even more stay on your physical, it’s a nation undivisible
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| They say we ain’t divided, but I think they lost the principle
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| It’s critical, take knowledge around you man, this shit is digital
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| Really though, stay on your focus, or just be miserable
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| Sufferin in the battlefield, lack of ammunition
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| Better be real with yo' henchmen, or you might just come up missin
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| Listen here, I know the art to this, I be on some heartless shit
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| This knowledge here is hard to get, c’mon soldier march to this
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| Just like Sun Tsu, many tactics, you ain’t feelin me
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| Think you see me now nigga, catch me on the killin spree
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| Can’t fuck with the soldiers, connected in the West
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| It’s about time to bring back that «Thuggish Ruggish» shit
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| From Cleveland, Ohio, to the streets of L. A
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| We’re bringin back that gangsta shit since early K-Day
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| Rest in peace Eazy-E, now we got new G’s
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| Record companies scared, cause we strictly from the streets
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| Blood money, and the march continues
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| We won the West coast, don’t get it twisted motherfuckers!
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| Yeah, and the massacre’s started
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| Fuck the weak hearted, we’re notorious when we’re marchin
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| Killin is necessary so make, way
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| Our brigade have grenades, rifles and AK’s
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| Layzie Bone realized the movement started in the West
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| A ruthless organization, that’s ready for any test
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| Against West, that’s us
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| So watch your back cause we’re comin, we don’t give a fuck
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| The soldiers marchin on prepared for war, for war
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| Soldiers marchin on prepared for war, for war
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| How many times I gotta tell these knuckleheads that life is serious
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| Here today and gone tomorrow, but niggas wanna be curious
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| Like little kids, get in some shit they ass can’t get out
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| Had to sit 'em in the corner, put that ass on time-out
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| Gon' find out the hard way about the ways of the world
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| Little boys and little girls, bein raised in this world
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| Do it like Capone-E homie, have some goals you workin for
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| Be the best that you can be cause young Capone-E did it yo
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| Do it like you bonafied, invitation, wanna ride?
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| Keep it real, don’t do it wrong, scary ones don’t come outside
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| Bravery, never fear, courage dawg, that’s what it is
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| Think the war ain’t real? |
| I been fightin it for years |