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Royce Da 5'9'( Royce Da 59 )
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Soldier's Story
I'm horseback in the drums from the kick to the snare Get them shits in the air, shit is fixing to flair Spit on the beat, wrap it, ship it Put it out, shit on the streets, that's me
Bust you in your shit and tell you don't you ever That's me, I need respect, don't you better That's me, chrome Beretta in the waistline Of my own get up, I'm gone and still going
That's me, you hear a pop and see a drop, I'm coming That's me, when everybody on ya block is running That's me, with the rocks that could block the sun in The glock that I got, got a box it come in
I'm like the fear, that Biggie and Pac is coming The reason why them baller boys cop them onions That's me, 5 to the 9 ,do rag, be tied to the side You could either ride with it or die
Groom, yeah, now you know a soldier's coming He came right into your hood and he sold you something He spit with a frozen flow and he told you something I think I hear a soldier's coming, that's me
Groom, yeah, now you know a soldier's coming You better run for it, run for it, run Yeah, now you know a soldier's coming You better run for it, run for it, run
We soldier's, we bats, we chains We gats, we game, we raps, we names We soldier's, in the streets we keep heat Niggas is deep and niggas'll creep, creep
Far from what you would call soft, you competing What you would fall off, I'm beef, you call off That's me, the one that you supposedly beef with That's me, we fought but you kept it a secret
Talking 'bout what you gon' do when you find me and keep seeing me Lying like you dying to catch me and put three in me Told him cut the jokes but I guessed that he want hearing me Convince his self that he want fearing me
My niggas all killers from the bottom straight to the top Ride with me rather know they destination or not That's me, the baddest rap you heard in a while Ride with the gat in the lap, convertible style
That's me, the killer that lurk in the dark Tear up ya goddamn hood from the church to the park Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Groom, motherfucker, you hear that noise You better run for it, run for it, run
Groom, yeah, now you know a soldier's coming He came right into your hood and he sold you something He spit with a frozen flow and he told you something I think I hear a soldier's coming, that's me
Groom, yeah, now you know a soldier's coming You better run for it, run for it, run Yeah, now you know a soldier's coming You better run for it, run for it, run
Nothing but underground shit, coming out of my pump Decade funk from a punk coming out of my trunk Everybody wanna thug, with them triggers they pulling Be shooting pip, pip guns, that ain't as big as my bullets
Live from Detroit coming to a block near you Real soon, so somebody might get popped near you All you wanna do is rap, I'll be listening right After flipping a bit difference between a clip and a mic
I'ma soldier, cool as I wanna be Gun toting, talking to hoes rude as I wanna be Who wants some of me, this is no problem That I can't fix, I got a tool that I brung with me
Hardcore niggas your nothing Ben Franklin run this motherfucker and in God I trust him If you ever see my guns out, I'm prob'ly busting Why you niggas riding and dying I'll be trucking
Groom, yeah, now you know a soldier's coming He came right into your hood and he sold you something He spit with a frozen flow and he told you something I think I hear a soldier's coming, that's me
Groom, yeah, now you know a soldier's coming You better run for it, run for it, run Yeah, now you know a soldier's coming You better run for it, run for it, run
We soldier's, we bats, we chains We gats, we game, we raps, we names We soldier's, in the streets we keep heat Niggas is deep and niggas'll creep, creep
Royce Nickel 9, 2000 Big Reef
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