Songtext I'm a soldier Silkk The Shocker

I'm a soldier

[silkk the shocker]
You can tell Im a soldier
You, you, you, you can tell Im a soldier (4x)
All I wanted to be was a soldier, bitch!!
And if you aint a soldier, then whats yo purpose bitch? !!

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

[silkk the shocker]
See, Im a n-o, nigga l-i
M-i- to the t
Yeah, Im silkk the shocker!!!!
And yeah, thats 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
Yall scared to bust, niggas duck, cuz we aint sure
So dont flip me, cuz youll end up empty
And then Ill reload
And reload, and reload, and reload, and load
Whole barrel explode!!!!
Nigga Im t-r-u, that means Im tru 2 da game
Mention me to my enemies, they takin the pain
Now you can do what you wanna
But yall dont wanna start
Fuck, these no limit soldiers
Cuz yall dont 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 gs nigga
March playas, step wit me killas
Come wit me, real soldiers keep yo eyes on yo enemies!!!

Chorus: [silkk the shocker]

Im 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, Im new orleans like lolli
Im fearin no man, as long as Im stompin in these broganes
Theres no playin, soon as this army stop, ya got no hands
Damn!!! ready for war, and keep the weed lighted
If they aint indicted still, blast it, fiend the insighted prophet

[c-murder]
Im a no limit soldier, nigga, its in my blood
I started rappin, so I wouldnt have to sell drugs
We bout it!!! muthafuckas representin them killas
Tru tatted on my back cuz I make moves wit thug niggas
You dont wanna go to war, cuz ima 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!!
Im a cold blooded killa comrade
And a highly decorated lieutenant
Im up on the front line, you all the way to the rear
But ya still gettin injured
Nigga dont you know by now the tank cant be dented? !!
And when we reach a hundred million cartridges
We aint finished
Bitch shoot yoself in the head, if you cant take it
Cuz we gonna represent it!!
If I said it, I meant it!!
If I told ya, I showed ya!!
Ill break yall, outrank yall, Ill make ya born to be a soldier!!

[mac]
Whoa, murder, murder, kill, kill its real
Shell-shock turn your neighborhood block into the battle field
Nigga, soldier rag still on my eye, no lie
Im camoflauged, I never die, I live longer than them white guys
We tattooed, I done gone cashews, aint no turnin back
Nigga wont be burnin mac, uh, I got the thirty gat
And it get trifer, but Im 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, Im a muthafuckin soldier
Forty calibers and doja, what keep makin holes
Nationwide exposure, for me and my brethren
For fiend to bustem, 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 cant 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 dont 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 others 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 dont want no more?
Mama, drama, told ya no limit done took over

Chorus

[silkk]
I thought I told ya
Pass the doja
Game over!!!!!