Kane And Able

Kane And Able - Soldier Story lyrics

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All he want to be a No Limit soldier All he want to be a soldier a soldier All he want to be a No Limit soldier All he want to be a soldier like me All he want to be a soldier a soldier All he want to be a soldier like me A soldier a soldier A soldier a soldier Crack done took apart my family tree My mama's on the shit My daddy splitting Mom's steady blaming me Is it my fault just because i'm a young black male The feds swept me as if kane and abel making crack sales Only 15 and got problems Cops on my tail so i bail til I dodge em They finally pulled me over and I laughed Remember rodney king and I blast on they punk ass Now I got a murder case You say your from the ghetto bitch you never heard a place Trying to make some cash got a uz and a black mask Drop the fucking task Down goes the jack ass Keep my shit cocked cause the cops got a glock too What the fuck would you do? Drop them or let em drop you I chose dropping the cop I got me a glock and some glocks for them niggas on my block Mama tried to stab me I moved out Stole a couple keys Made g's Bought a new house Only 17 i'm the new king Got me a crew hell a jewels and a uzi But all good things don't last Task came fast Busted my black ass I'm chilling in the pen facing life or death Now my little brother wants to follow in my footsteps Chorus Buck buck Niggas get touched don't step to this Represent my set with this tech on a death wish Tell em come and test And the rest it gets hectic Making you a speck and busters gotta exit Walking throught the streets selling this crack shit Packing several gats cause i'm on some pay him back shit Niggas don't wanna try me Bitch you'll get shot down Now i'm packing a glock since my twin brother's locked down I'm hot now So many crooked cops had got shot down 5-o see me on the block and they chalk now That's what I call a high roller Send my brother what he needs and some weed to angola Tell him just be ready set Pack yo' shit up quick and when I hit be prepared to jet Nigga from the block down to roll nigga Every single one got a gun Now i'm smoked nigga These hoes about to get hit by the best I'm wearing double vests So aim at my fucking chest I be making straight head shots Touch the button on the wall you gone feel it when yo' face pop I can still hear my mother's shout Hit the pen abel Break your brother kane out I got a message for the warden I'm coming for your ass as fast as flash gordon We get surrounded in the mess hall Yes y'all A crazy motherfucker making death calls Just bring my brother kane and we leaning For every minute you start one of y'all bleeding They brought my brother with a quickness I kidnapped the cop ready for the sickness And just as we were walking out I caught a bullet in the head The screams never left my mouth My brother caught a bullet too I think he gone pull through He deserve to The fast life ain't everything they told ya' Never get much older Follow in the tracks of a soldier Chorus

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