One 50 - Child Soldier lyrics

rate me

One leg soldier, one hand soldier, one eye soldier

Charles Taylor child soldier

I don't play the game of the gun shit

On my block I run bricks like 2pac

Four cops on my block, now they want to get me shot

The streets don't read the mind of a gangsta

But they talk when the drama get wide dog

Full clips on my side whenever I ride on my block

Gun shot but the project of a gangsta is back

Yeah, I One 50 don't play no bingo and lose

I comes through when the heat is on

L.I.B rap niggas know where we can get the trick flip like bomb

Korean monk is my master piece

Drops some blood diamonds for M.I.A from R.I.A

Rest in peace all my thug niggas

The game of the gun was just a pistols switching tactics

So come to me and get logic, not black magic

The police just don't want to let my stones go

But the hood drama come to me first on my vest

Kill the rap sheets cause you can get pay for that

Shooting up cars you can get kill for bullet bounce

Loot the parking lot for that big money grip

Ya know the real hustlers for the streets never sleep

Hustle till the snow and sunshine brighten up the day

Gangsta got to re-load the 45 for the so fly

Ya know what I means cause I eat bullets like meat

Hello to all you niggas that know me

Cause I'm the master of this program

Fly overseas and play the 24 and the 23

Mr. 1-8-4-7 got it banging from the ghetto with tattoos

Now who is on the run to lose this cold world power

But come with me and get logic, not black magic