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Soilder till i die


Tru Lyrics

 

Soilder till i die by Tru


DIG:
Them b**ch niggas hollar soldier this and soldier that
But No Limit put that soldier sh*t on the map
You niggas hollar soldier this and soldier that
But No Limit put that soldier sh*t on the map
Them b**ch niggas hollar soldier this and soldier that
But No Limit put that soldier sh*t on the map
Them b**ch niggas hollar soldier this and soldier that
But No Limit put that soldier sh*t on the map
Verse 1
I hit the street with my soldier fatigues, stand with my heat
I play this game for keeps and watch you b**ch niggas bleed, ya heard me
I'm that D-I-G nigga from the third ya dig
f**k around with me and you get that ass served ya dig
Smoked like herb ya dig, ya heard me b**ch
I'm a give it to you raw and letcha burn ya dig
Ya learn ya dig, this is what you earn ya dig
Now you know the word ya dig, No Limit Soldiers b**ch
Chours:
Master P/(Magic)
I'm a soldier till the day that I die (what)
I'm a soldier till the day that I die (ya heard me)
I'm a soldier till the day that I die (what)
I'm a soldier till the day that I die (ya heard me)
I'm a soldier till the day that I die (what)
I'm a soldier till the day that I die (ya heard me)
I'm a soldier till the day that I die (what)
I'm a soldier till the day that I die
Verse 2 (Magic)
b**ch I'm a motherf**king soldier till the day that I die
Come, get a little closer, see the tank in my eyes
Man you b**ch niggas don't worry me
You screaming soldier but you fake niggas are wannabe's
Yall don't wanna f**k with me
For real, nigga take this soldier sh*t serious
I hope you niggas are hearing us, yall niggas are fearing us
Who started this, nigga we started this sh*t
Work hard for the Colonel, work hard for this b**ch
You from the hood and you's a soldier
But if you ain't that false claiming sh*t is over
You phony, I heard you snitching to them po-po's
Boy you ain't no soldier, give it up to all them broke hoes
Boy you ain't no soldier, you actin jiggy with your yay nigga
Boy you ain't no soldier, but you gonna get your day nigga
Boy you ain't no soldier, I'm from the ninth ward where we real to this sh*t
We only taking what belong to us b**ch
Cause we motherf**king soldiers
Chorus:
Master P/(Magic)
I'm a soldier till the day that I die (what)
I'm a soldier till the day that I die (ya heard me)
I'm a soldier till the day that I die (what)
I'm a soldier till the day that I die (ya heard me)
I'm a soldier till the day that I die (what)
I'm a soldier till the day that I die (ya heard me)
I'm a soldier till the day that I die (what)
We soldiers till the day that we die (ya heard me)
Verse 3 (Master P)
Ha ha, what's up to all them motherf**king soldiers out there?
What's up Cash Money nigga.
We feeling yall niggas.
Niggas think we beefing nigga but it's realer then this.
There's too much money for everyone to get.
What's up DMX nigga, ha ha.
Jay-Z, So So Def, motherf**king Suave House.
Them all niggas soldiers.
Motherf**king Rap-A-Lot, yall niggas soldiers.
What's up Mack-10 nigga, Cube, E-Feezy, ha ha.
Bone, yall niggas soldiers.
To the north, to the south, to the east.
And all yall real niggas and real b**ches in the west, represent.
This song here is only dedicated to the real motherf**kers.
Treal motherf**kers.
Fake soldiers, nigga might take yall stripes and yall guns.



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