Royce Da 5'9" - Soldier lyrics
rate me<span class="feat">(feat. Kid Vishis, Iyana Dean)</span><br>
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<i>[Royce Da 5'9"]</i><br />
Fresh off the jet from just fuckin with Puff<br />
I'm feelin like the best, nobody - bring it back<br />
Fresh off the jet from just fuckin with Puff<br />
I'm feelin like the best, nobody fuckin with us<br />
We done turned to a bygone don crew<br />
We got the semi Kimora like Djimon Hounsou<br />
A lifetime criminal, live by a code we call shush<br />
Fireman ladder flow, look at it, my bar is up<br />
As you can see I'm a beast on the track<br />
I'm even worse, I'm the hearse with the reef on the back<br />
I'm like the gun at the race, son you only get one shot<br />
My album is the finish line, here's where your run stops<br />
'Bout to go fishin with a clip that's extended<br />
Because your momma got a glass eye with a fish in it (haha)<br />
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<i>[Chorus 2X: Iyana Dean]</i><br />
I-I think my, niggaz is soldiers<br />
I-I think my, bitches is gangstas<br />
I-I think my, niggaz is soldiers<br />
I-I think my, I-I think (HUT!)<br />
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<i>[Royce Da 5'9"]</i><br />
I get money, I get bitches, I get bored or - bring it back<br />
I get bitches, I get money, no specific order<br />
Filthy hit recorder, wipe or Ricky mixed with Ricky Porter<br />
Butchie Jones mixed with Mr. Combs with the tooky aura<br />
I'm a muh'fucker, no really I fuck mothers<br />
I chug bottles and pass out on they La-Z-Boy<br />
She try to leave them lil' niglets with me? Shiiit<br />
I treat 'em all like I'm Snoop Dogg in "Baby Boy"<br />
Leave me alone, I'm Hancock<br />
Liquor sto' close I'm swoopin 'round hittin the second-hand spot<br />
I don't fuck with no hoe unless she a dancer<br />
There's no position, drug or liquor she can't try<br />
I'm Cancer, me versus them is a landslide<br />
If your face is fly, and your body is decent<br />
This your inauguration the same time your impeachment<br />
I got a lotta anger - I was hot before your first shit<br />
Not your album, but before your momma potty trained ya<br />
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<i>[Chorus]</i><br />
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<i>[Kid Vishis]</i><br />
Where my soldiers attack (it's a wrap)<br />
Hold up - when my soldiers attack, it's a wrap<br />
One clap'll lay you unconscious, bullets alpha-mega slap<br />
Cock grenade here, think we scared? No way<br />
Set yo' ass up like the cops did O.J.<br />
Fo' spray his body make his chest explode<br />
The barrel on the shotty wide as KRS's nose<br />
Partner, (Buck-shot) ya<br />
Rap like a automatic gun, lungs stoppin means you can't breathe proper<br />
Yeah, they like I'm on some other shit<br />
Whole clique hold heat like a oven mitt<br />
To fuck with this you want me on wax<br />
So I'ma tax you lil' local rappers worse than the government<br />
Bastard - the closest you niggaz been <br />
to a shotgun is in the car front seat passenger<br />
How 'bout you take a trip in the trunk?<br />
Ride to the pastor for a casket to hold ya; it's over!<br />
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<i>[Chorus]</i>
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