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Artist:	Ghetto Twiinz
Song Title:	Soldier Song
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f/ DMG, Yukmouth

Verse 1:

[Mz G.B]

Mz G.B bout to creep on men

On a rampage

To make run vages

When I'm dead, from that 12 gauge

To land in your bed

And your brains are ready dead

Heard what I said

No brains in your forehead

Know so much, I can't even shit

A Nigga had to loose his brains in this shit

Cause I take no source in this bitch

Niggas always tryin' to cut a bitch short

But, this bitch busts holes

And put dead bodies in a park

Look, you don't wanna see me head on, Nigga

I be that bitch that busts domes,

when you stayin' in your home, Nigga

Don't fuck with flowerass Niggas

Can't stand a coward-ass Nigga

Watch your back, cause I stay bout it Nigga

Niggas had the game all fucked up

Is it that the runnin' they mouth to much

Or one of them hoes they fucked

I ain't bout all that

You get your ass torn up with all that

Keep yappin' at the mall,

cause your ass went up with all that

Chorus: x4

[Mz G.B, T.L.T, Yukmouth]

Straight soldier

Something for the soldiers

Nigga I'm a soldier

[DMG of FACEMOB]

Do or Die

It's either homicide, suicide

Straight soldier

Verse 2:

[T.L.T.]

When I order by it

Y'all ja bitches best duck

But if ya duck, luck

Y'all still gettin' plucked

Nigga whut.

Y'all get ya brains knocked out

Fuck the talk

I'm the type to show you what I'm bout

Fuckin' with killers

Because I love thug Niggas

Hittin' my Niggas

I knock a head off Niggas

Smokin' that weed

Because that weed keep me goin'

Blow me a gun,

I keep goin' and goin'

Bulletproof vests,

because you know I got beef

Fuck the speech,

we bout to take it to the streets

Act a peace,

you don't wanna feel my heat

But fuck fatigues,

take ya out ya misery

I'm cool with killin',

cause she know were the weed at

Calliope projects,

that's where them thugs at

See I love all that violent shit

Hit you once in the eye,

watch ya die, ya bitch

Yeah, yeah

Verse 3:

[DMG of FACEMOB]

Gunslinger for my territory

The way it's on

These motherfucking streets I call home

Only the strong can survive with what

I see it happen through these eyes, Nigga

For every day another life

Hard times, keep the school true

Check out the new

Now really do you wanna few

We gangbangers

Up this thang in a minute

We soldiers

No love, for no one

For no one

Kill the motherfucking enemies

Erase they whole identity

So they never started fucking with me

A bitch Jolie

You learned the drama come with these words

Everyday

Continuously mobbin' this way

I took the curve, slidin' in a bird

I'm on my way out to the suburbs

Fin to fly these Niggas like birds

Let 'em all burn

Uh, it's do or die

You or I

It's either homicide or suicide

Chorus x4

Verse 4:

[Yukmouth]

Bitch-ass Niggas slide up under their beds at night (Why?)

Cause they know the Boogieman is coming (Oh!)

Comin' in my hooptie van gunnin'

And Niggas that stay frontin'

But the only difference now is that they runnin

Because I'm sprayin' something

Layin' Niggas the fuck down

You ain't sayin' nothing

Or less I'm blazin' something

Don't hate like J or something

Nigga I'm takin' something

Brake a Nigga for a 8 or something

Don't come around here drinkin' nothing

Or less your ass, facin' sudden death

Gauges busting

Take the cash, brake a woman jack

Yes indeed

Flee with ten G's to Sesame

B's are we, Ke's for free

Made this bitch pussy bleed

Gave that bitch what she need

A long...dick in her life

That Nigga wasn't dickin' her right

So now I'm dickin' your wife

Got a slang of chickens like foster farms

With Yukmouth written across the arm

And on the shoulder,

Nigga I'm a soldier

You're colder than the North Pole,

when Santa Clause goes

Bein' drove by a reindeer

Nothing but game here

Expose my cocaine her

Some raps on tracks

Kojak investigatin',

count the times that flown back

From New Orleans

Meet up with the Ghetto Twiinz,

do our thing

Get the crane

Real husband Niggas know what I mean.

Chorus x4

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