*featuring No Limit All-Stars
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[Silkk The Shocker]
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You can tell I'm A Soldier
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You, you, you, you can tell I'm a soldier [4X]
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All I wanted to be was a soldier, bitch!!
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And If you ain't a soldier, then what's yo' purpose bitch?!!
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[1st Verse: Silkk The Shocker & Master P]
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[Silkk The Shocker]
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See, I'm a N-O, nigga L-I
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M-I- to the T
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yeah, I'm Silkk the SHOCKER!!!!
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And yeah, that's me
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Tank dog all I wanna be, nigga I told ya
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tat on my back, is that of a no limit soldier
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About face for a TRU salute, to my tank dogs
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y'all scared to bust, niggas duck, cuz we ain't sure
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So don't flip me, cuz you'll end up empty
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and then I'll reload
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and reload, and reload, and reload, and load
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whole barrel explode!!!!
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Nigga I'm T-R-U, that means I'm TRU 2 Da Game
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mention me to my enemies, they takin' the pain
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Now you can do what you wanna
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but y'all don't wanna start
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fuck, these No Limit soldiers
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cuz y'all don't wanna go to war!!!
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[Master P]
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No Limit mercenary killas, nigga wit army fatigues
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tattoos and gats, niggas gone off hennessy and weed
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Colonel, nigga becoming the ghetto E.F. Hutton
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holler ungh!!!!!!! And every fuckin' soldier start stuntin'
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Nigga just robbin' and niggas they ridin'
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dressed and robbin' on the side,
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niggas just Bout It, Rowdy
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niggas better show me that them muthafuckas still gettin' rowdy
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I cut wit G's nigga
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march playas, step wit me killas
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come wit me, real soldiers keep yo' eyes on yo' enemies!!!
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[Chorus: Silkk The Shocker]
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I'm a N-O- nigga L-I
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M-I-T soldier [2X]
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[2nd Verse: Fiend & Lil' Gotti Gambino]
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[Fiend]
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All my rivals remember me, Fiend
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the one that call the shottie
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blastin' the mafi, there them niggas that wanna rob me
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Givin' you hobbies
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Gettin' slugs at your own body
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for my piece, or Sugar Hill, I'm New Orleans like Lolli
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I'm fearin' no man, as long as I'm stompin' in these Broganes
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there's no playin', soon as this army stop, ya' got no hands
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Damn!!! Ready for war, and keep the weed lighted
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if they ain't indicted still, blast it, Fiend the insighted prophet
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[C-Murder]
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I'm a No Limit soldier, nigga, it's in my blood
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I started rappin', so I wouldn't have to sell drugs
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We Bout It!!! Muthafuckas representin' them killas
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TRU tatted on my back cuz I make moves wit thug niggas
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You don't wanna go to war, cuz I'ma bring the brigade
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ask the colonel, we rowdy nigga tryin' to get paid
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Affiliated with game, totin' thangs that pain
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on the corners we hang, and we slangin' the pain!!
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[Chorus]
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[3rd Verse: Mystikal, Mac]
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[Mystikal]
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A helluva, helluva nigga right chea
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you can take that and fear it!!
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I'm a cold blooded killa comrade
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and a highly decorated lieutenant
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I'm up on the front line, you all the way to the rear
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but ya still gettin' injured
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NIGGA DON'T YOU KNOW BY NOW THE TANK CAN'T BE DENTED?!!
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And when we reach a hundred million cartridges
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we ain't finished
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Bitch shoot yoself in the head, if you can't take it
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cuz we gonna represent it!!
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If I said it, I meant it!!
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If I told ya', I showed ya'!!
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I'll break y'all, outrank y'all, I'LL MAKE YA' BORN TO BE A SOLDIER!!
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[Mac]
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Whoa, murder, murder, kill, kill it's real
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Shell-Shock turn your neighborhood block into the battle field
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Nigga, soldier rag still on my eye, no lie
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I'm camoflauged, I never die, I live longer than them white guys
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We tattooed, I done gone cashews, ain't no turnin' back
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nigga won't be burnin' Mac, uh, I got the thirty gat
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And it get trifer, but I'm a lifer
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a camoflauge sniper, from the rooftop I might ignite ya
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[Chorus]
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[4th Verse: Lil' Gotti Gambino, Skull Dugrey]
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[Lil' Gotti Gambino]
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Gotti I told ya', I'm a muthafuckin' soldier
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forty calibers and doja, what keep makin holes
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Nationwide exposure, for me and my brethren
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for Fiend to bust'em, leavin' my enemies bleedin'
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Being a soldier many fourteens, I be needin'
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a No Limit soldier, till the day of my leave
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[Skull Dugrey]
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I been a No Limit soldier since 1994
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them niggas know one thing, that Skull broked in the door
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They watched me in Waco, as I bring the flow
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what you sayin', hanh you n |