Papoose

Papoose - Go To War (Ghetto Soldier) lyrics

rate me

Ya wanna go to war lets get it then

If war bring peace im wit it then

I don't start beef i finish it

Ghetto soldiers, we militant.

I dont like to fuss or fight

Just trying to live life rightt

Don't take my kindness for weakness

Cuz i will take your life....

At first i will walk away...

Unless they push me to play

But thats something I know you will regret

So please dont forget

Im a ghetto soldier, desporatoOoOo

Im a ghetto soldier, (dont man say nooOoo)

Im a ghetto soldIER, (how white say nooOoo)

yes a ghetto soldier, (black man say nooOoo)

Got an S on my chest hahaha

The soldiers get trained by the leutinent

The leutinent get all of his orders from the captain

General, when i was young i got drafted

Sent me to the army of Brooklyn, those bastards

Full of soldiers, my homies lay in caskets

They couldn't survive the heat

Just like the mavericks

And I dont buy wolf tickets from niggas

But niggas be wolfin so i walk around on my clippers

Some of my people was alive from my struggle

But aint lived to see my success

They wanted to see me make it, but got stripped naked

And layed in the mall cuz of death

So yo now im successful how can i celebrate it?

They died early, so in their eyes I never made it

I ain't goin' give you my life, you gotta take it

Soldier, I'm going out Blazin'

Im a ghetto soldier, desporatoOoOo

Im a ghetto soldier, (dont man say nooOoo)

Im a ghetto soldIER, (how white say nooOoo)

yes a ghetto soldier, (black man say nooOoo)

(Big mike, Evil Empire)

We said the same thing at the same time

I aint knock on wood

Black cat crossed my path, my luck still good

Brook a mirror, i aint get 7 years of bad luck

Nuttin bad aint even happened, my left eye jumped

Put my hat on the bed when i walked in the room

Swept my feet, and i aint even spit on the broom

What im try'na say is, Im not supersticious

Akon what am I ?

(Im a ghetto soldier)

My right hand itchin, been havin money kid.

I even opened the unbrella in da crib

Bought my girl some shoes, she aint walk outta my life

No bad luck, I skipped the po twice

No superstition, just wise intuition

On the battle field get killed or do the killin

By the way my good luck charm is a bisquit

Ghetto soldier to the ended

Im a ghetto soldier, desporatoOoOo

Im a ghetto soldier, (dont man say nooOoo)

Im a ghetto soldIER, (how white say nooOoo)

yes a ghetto soldier, (black man say nooOoo)

(hey!)

No pain no gain

All of the trama is killing me

Pain cant swim thats why I drown in that Hennesey

Tired of the enemy, runnin to your crib

Slumped you in your fireplace and have smoke comin outta

your chimney

I could see straight through your plast? and your trickory

It dont mean shit to me, im trying to get to the bottom of it

But I lost a whole lot of my energy

Tryna get to the bottom of a bottomless industry

Now-a-days all i got is my pride and my dignity

You ridin with sympathy

They say misery needs company, why people company

You kiddin' me, when I could grab a weapon and put him outta his misery

Says shots asked you to tell you Im not playing!

When you fire back you let me know what chu saying

This gun busting its like an unspoken language

We communicate with our guns, this shit is dangerous.

Im a ghetto soldier, desporatoOoOo

Im a ghetto soldier, (dont man say nooOoo)

Im a ghetto soldIER, (how white say nooOoo)

yes a ghetto soldier, (black man say nooOoo)

(Ya know)

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