[silkk the shocker]

You can tell i'm a soldier

You, you, you, you can tell i'm a soldier (4x)

All i wanted to be was a soldier, bitch!!

And if you ain't a soldier, then what's yo' purpose bitch?!!



1st verse: [silkk the shocker & master p]



[silkk the shocker]

See, i'm a n-o, nigga l-i

M-i- to the t

Yeah, i'm silkk the shocker!!!!

And yeah, that's me

Tank dog all i wanna be, nigga i told ya

Tat on my back, is that of a no limit soldier

About face for a tru salute, to my tank dogs

Y'all scared to bust, niggas duck, cuz we ain't sure

So don't flip me, cuz you'll end up empty

And then i'll reload

And reload, and reload, and reload, and load

Whole barrel explode!!!!

Nigga i'm t-r-u, that means i'm tru 2 da game

Mention me to my enemies, they takin' the pain

Now you can do what you wanna

But y'all don't wanna start

Fuck, these no limit soldiers

Cuz y'all don't wanna go to war!!!



[master p]

No limit mercenary killas, nigga wit army fatigues

Tattoos and gats, niggas gone off hennessy and weed

Colonel, nigga becoming the ghetto e.f. hutton

Holler ungh!!!!!!! and every fuckin' soldier start stuntin'

Nigga just robbin' and niggas they ridin'

Dressed and robbin' on the side,

Niggas just bout it, rowdy

Niggas better show me that them muthafuckas still gettin' rowdy

I cut wit g's nigga

March playas, step wit me killas

Come wit me, real soldiers keep yo' eyes on yo' enemies!!!



Chorus: [silkk the shocker]



I'm a n-o- nigga l-i

M-i-t soldier (2x)



2nd verse: [fiend & lil' gotti gambino]



[fiend]

All my rivals remember me, fiend

The one that call the shottie

Blastin' the mafi, there them niggas that wanna rob me

Givin' you hobbies

Gettin' slugs at your own body

For my piece, or sugar hill, i'm new orleans like lolli

I'm fearin' no man, as long as i'm stompin' in these broganes

There's no playin', soon as this army stop, ya' got no hands

Damn!!! ready for war, and keep the weed lighted

If they ain't indicted still, blast it, fiend the insighted prophet



[c-murder]

I'm a no limit soldier, nigga, it's in my blood

I started rappin', so i wouldn't have to sell drugs

We bout it!!! muthafuckas representin' them killas

Tru tatted on my back cuz i make moves wit thug niggas

You don't wanna go to war, cuz i'ma bring the brigade

Ask the colonel, we rowdy nigga tryin' to get paid

Affiliated with game, totin' thangs that pain

On the corners we hang, and we slangin' the pain!!



Chorus



3rd verse: [mystikal, mac]



[mystikal]

A helluva, helluva nigga right chea

You can take that and fear it!!

I'm a cold blooded killa comrade

And a highly decorated lieutenant

I'm up on the front line, you all the way to the rear

But ya still gettin' injured

Nigga don't you know by now the tank can't be dented?!!

And when we reach a hundred million cartridges

We ain't finished

Bitch shoot yoself in the head, if you can't take it

Cuz we gonna represent it!!

If i said it, i meant it!!

If i told ya', i showed ya'!!

I'll break y'all, outrank y'all, i'll make ya' born to be a soldier!!



[mac]

Whoa, murder, murder, kill, kill it's real

Shell-shock turn your neighborhood block into the battle field

Nigga, soldier rag still on my eye, no lie

I'm camoflauged, i never die, i live longer than them white guys

We tattooed, i done gone cashews, ain't no turnin' back

Nigga won't be burnin' mac, uh, i got the thirty gat

And it get trifer, but i'm a lifer

A camoflauge sniper, from the rooftop i might ignite ya



Chorus



4th verse: [lil' gotti gambino, skull dugrey]



[lil' gotti gambino]

Gotti i told ya', i'm a muthafuckin' soldier

Forty calibers and doja, what keep makin holes

Nationwide exposure, for me and my brethren

For fiend to bust'em, leavin' my enemies bleedin'

Being a soldier many fourteens, i be needin'

A no limit soldier, till the day of my leave



[skull dugrey]

I been a no limit soldier since 1994

Them niggas know one thing, that skull broked in the door

They watched me in waco, as i bring the flow

What you sayin', hanh you nigga? you bitch? yeah, you hoe!!!

You know one thing you can't be fuckin' round wit these niggas

Niggas out the tank, straight spittin' on you niggas

You nigga!!! you think, you gonna get away

Slammin' jive bitches like you, dead in the pavement!!!



Chorus



5th verse: [big ed, mia x]



[big ed]

Nigga make some room!!! nigga, back up, back up

Forget that thing out the trunk, and act up, act up

Got my tank dogs steppin' camoflauge fatigues

I represent like a loaded weapon, paper bought wit p

When i get that thing, everybody look down and round and round

Got the m-1 spittin' fire, bring yo' set to the ground

Got the c-4 explosives in the black backpack

Big ed be puttin' down like that!!!!!



[mia x]

We come strapped in we roll thick

We represent that tru click

Playa haters, yeah we know who you are

Make infrared shine on your head like the north star

Bomb shit, boss bitch, mama set it off

Let it be known cowards you don't wanna go to war

The hard hitta still be the biggest mama nigga

Swallow yo' shit like a fuckin' anaconda nigga

So, bring it, bring it on, how you wanna do it, what?

Cuz next to other's knees, i cover fuckin' dust

Anten-hut nah, take it to the battle field

Shoppers gon run, while we kick our enemies doors

I ask the lord, they don't want no more?

Mama, drama, told ya' no limit done took over



Chorus



[silkk]

I thought i told ya

Pass the doja

Game over!!!!!


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