Soldier Lyrics
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Soldier Lyricsby Fifty Cent Buy album CD: Other Songs PO - Y [50 Cent and DJ Whoo Kid talking] [Hook] (I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I started my own gang (I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! (I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I started my own gang (I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! [50 Cent] It's a fact homie, eagles don't fly in flocks But the eagles I got own sixteen shots Like beefin', homie I ain't sayin' a word I'll run up on your punk ass squeezing the bird Now what New York niggas know about country grammar Not much, but we know how to bang them hammers When I pull out that thing, you better break yourself Or win a trip to ICU, and you can take yourself If you lucky motherfucker, I'm solider I told ya Push ya shit back, put my knife through ya six pack Gat bust, adrenaline rush, blowin' the dust Five point O, burnin' the cluth, while I'm burnin' the dutch You thought them other niggas was hot, I'm turnin' it up This the blueprint, nigga are you learnin' or what You done told me you respect me, now tell me I'm the nicest Admit it nigga, I'm a mid-life crisis [Hook] (I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I started my own gang (I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! (I got the rep of a villian, the weapon concealin') (I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I started my own gang (I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! (full of controversy until I retire my jersey) [Lloyd Banks] It's like niggas rate the respect of who gat bigger Banks been blowin' on purple stuff before that fat nigga Henny's make dollars, and dollars make death threats I'm doin' remixes to bulletproof the Lex next Duck nigga, everdays war I'm heavy on sports, to my draw like NBA's store Don't make me send the piece at you I'll have your man walk around with another rest in peace tattoo Look creampuff, you can get killed here Nigga you ain't invincible, even Superman in a wheel chair I've always been a picky man, but I ain't a flowered star So I'mma fuck all fifty fans Look, whether you like it or not, right in ya spot All in your grill, wearin' the crown, airin' em down We're in the pound puttin' fare in the clown I'm running with gangstas, don't make one of em shank ya [Hook] (I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I started my own gang (I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! (I got the rep of a villian, the weapon concealin') (I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I started my own gang (I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! (full of controversy until I retire my jersey) [Tony Yayo] I'mma ride with my rap shit and my body armor Ride like a Taliban suicide bomber Four five six feet, I off ya feet I kill ya with a pillow when you fall asleep Your records can't sell, your company is buyin' em Give it up, Burger King is hirin' You shoulda been a cop, cause you snitch a lot Talkin' to the jakes, you bound to get shot I used to watch Big Bird and Scooby Doo Now I'm choppin' big birds and them bundles too For that Master P money, that shoppin' spree money That coke, that dope and that ecstasy money I'm tryin' to build empires across the state line So move like vampires, never see me in the daytime I jump out with a nina and a mack I have you like Khia, my neck, my back
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