We line the streets like soldiers daily To let them know that we ain't fading This is a beat, you can see it in my eyes It's gonna stay like this, it'
Magnolia, I'ma be right there With the 40 on my hip, the chopper 'cross the street The sniper on the roof, keepin a eye on me I'm a product of the street
real wide Five Hundred insealer, 745 Niggaz be booting up, Hoes they wanna ride Only way if thats gonna happen is you jack me off while I drive I'm G'd Up, A Soldier
the blink of an eye My whodi life is over I know there's a good reason Why the good Lord chose you I know when your at your real Cause down here you was a soldier
to the chest I've been ridin' - puttin' bitch-niggas six in the dirt At a young age hopped off the porch puttin' in work I'm a soldier - fuck with me
I ain't even gotta tell u we ballin outta control Cause we do shows all seven days of the week Top of the line rides flying up and down the street Any
B Believe it's just in me to be a real soldier Gats I load, slip you dont value what's on ya shoulder Now I done told ya -- the streets is real all the
lobsters, I'ma rider nigga, riders tote choppers, I'ma gangsta nigga, gangstas wet shirts, I'ma thinker nigga, thinkers ride first, I'ma youngster nigga, youngsters takin' over, I'ma soldier
ya hand If you can't control a hoe to me ya ain't no man Bitch, stay in line like the vice grip in the middle of the street Any little thing I make ya
' blunts with me Chorus So much death up on the city streets Untill we meet my soldiers rest in peace So much death up on the city streets Untill we meet my soldiers
releasin Lettin' out them optimo demons screamin' red demon From the uptown region and I'm here to represent it Benz I'm spittin all black with a camafaluge ?? Seven gold darts street
: [Intro: Young Buck] (?) No I'm not Jay-Z, 50 or P. Diddy Nas and DMX or Brooklyn's own Biggie I'm a dirty south soldier I hope y'all hear me cause (
And they'll tell ya I'm a soldier boy And I done told ya, over and over boy [Verse One: Lloyd Banks] I come from a big city, the streets corrupt Now
gold van Its a free lance performer Yayo be a pro Cause the flows been hot since G.I. Joe Yo my rhymes'll have you nodding like war in the streets So
like TuCan Sam, 1 and 2, this one is for you fam [Chorus] If you walking down the streets Or you ridin' wit yo top down Reppin' on the front line A soldier
: I follow the Moskva Down to Gorky Park Listening to the wind of change An August summer night Soldiers passing by Listening to the wind of change
crew could still get our rocks off The penetentiary don't stop a nigga cause he's in jail Hell I'm makin more money on the street from here in a cell
So you will always be in my heart, with unconditional love [Verse Two:] Just got the message you've been calling all week Been out here hustling on these streets