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Utwór: Soldier

  • wykonawca: 50 Cent
  • album: No Mercy, No Fear
  • wyświetleń: 1222

[50 Cent and DJ Whoo Kid talking]
    [Hook]
  (I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I started my own gang
  (I'm a soldier) G-UNIT!
  (I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I started my own gang
  (I'm a soldier) G-UNIT!
    [50 Cent]
  It's a fact homie, eagles don't fly in flocks
  But the eagles I got own sixteen shots
  Like beefin', homie I ain't sayin' a word
  I'll run up on your punk ass squeezing the bird
  Now what New York niggas know about country grammar
  Not much, but we know how to bang them hammers
  When I pull out that thing, you better break yourself
  Or win a trip to ICU, and you can take yourself
  If you lucky motherfucker, I'm solider I told ya
  Push ya shit back, put my knife through ya six pack
  Gat bust, adrenaline rush, blowin' the dust
  Five point O, burnin' the cluth, while I'm burnin' the dutch
  You thought them other niggas was hot, I'm turnin' it up
  This the blueprint, nigga are you learnin' or what
  You done told me you respect me, now tell me I'm the nicest
  Admit it nigga, I'm a mid-life crisis
    [Hook]
  (I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I started my own gang
  (I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! (I got the rep of a villian, the weapon concealin')
  (I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I started my own gang
  (I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! (full of controversy until I retire my jersey)
    [Lloyd Banks]
  It's like niggas rate the respect of who gat bigger
  Banks been blowin' on purple stuff before that fat nigga
  Henny's make dollars, and dollars make death threats
  I'm doin' remixes to bulletproof the Lex next
  Duck nigga, everdays war
  I'm heavy on sports, to my draw like NBA's store
  Don't make me send the piece at you
  I'll have your man walk around with another rest in peace tattoo
  Look creampuff, you can get killed here
  Nigga you ain't invincible, even Superman in a wheel chair
  I've always been a picky man, but I ain't a flowered star
  So I'mma fuck all fifty fans
  Look, whether you like it or not, right in ya spot
  All in your grill, wearin' the crown, airin' em down
  We're in the pound puttin' fare in the clown
  I'm running with gangstas, don't make one of em shank ya
    [Hook]
  (I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I started my own gang
  (I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! (I got the rep of a villian, the weapon concealin')
  (I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I started my own gang
  (I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! (full of controversy until I retire my jersey)
    [Tony Yayo]
  I'mma ride with my rap shit and my body armor
  Ride like a Taliban suicide bomber
  Four five six feet, I off ya feet
  I kill ya with a pillow when you fall asleep
  Your records can't sell, your company is buyin' em
  Give it up, Burger King is hirin'
  You shoulda been a cop, cause you snitch a lot
  Talkin' to the jakes, you bound to get shot
  I used to watch Big Bird and Scooby Doo
  Now I'm choppin' big birds and them bundles too
  For that Master P money, that shoppin' spree money
  That coke, that dope and that ecstasy money
  I'm tryin' to build empires across the state line
  So move like vampires, never see me in the daytime
  I jump out with a nina and a mack
  I have you like Khia, my neck, my back

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