letra de i'm a soldier - young buck
(feat. 50 cent)
[50 cent:]
yeeh…
im’a soldier, i done told ya, don’t make me f-ck you up
leave you head bust, im’a head busta, man i don’t give a f-ck
im’a soldier, i done told ya, don’t make me f-ck you up
leave you head bust, im’a head busta, man i don’t give a f-ck
[young buck:]
i come from a small town, where organised crime is the rule
you kill n-gg-‘s without permission, n-gg-‘s gon’ kill you
we bang the rags too, red and blue, that sh-t aint only on the westside fool
surrounded by section 8 houses and the projects
a place where you make the wrong turn, you’re gettin robbed at
we all targets standin out on the street corner
thats why you see the lil’ kids with the heat on ’em
police pull up, hop out when they can’t catch us
they never even get a change to say “drop your weapons”
liquor stores never close, the whole hood high
n-gg-s know when its “roll”, the whole hood ride
we on that bishop and jude sh-t
i’ll put this 4-5 in your mouth like a toothpick (you b-tch)
the south ain’t safe no mo’, so get a gun
and pray to god that u make it to see 21
[50 cent:]
im’a soldier, i done told ya, don’t make me f-ck you up
leave you head bust, im’a head busta, man i don’t give a f-ck
im’a soldier, i done told ya, don’t make me f-ck you up
leave you head bust, im’a head busta, man i don’t give a f-ck
[young buck:]
you gon’ make me crawl through your backyard, and cut off your lightswitch
kick in your back door, and take all that white sh-t
n-gg-s know what to do when im around
go put ya’ pack up, and pick up ya’ 4 pound, it’s bout to go down
buck back on that bullsh-t, he even got his baby momma walkin with a full clip
f-cked a couple r&b hoes, but now it’s back to the hoodrats
they lick a n-gg- d-ck and know where that good at
money don’t make a n-gg- change
it’s just the n-gg-s that ain’t neva’ had nuthin start doin strange thangs
they say i must like beef, cuz 50 got 50 enemies
but if they fight him, they gotta fight me
come ride through these 3rd row’s,
and let me show ya how i puttin’ in work goals
the 4-4 bulldog small enought to fit in a n-gg- boot
so it’s wherever, whenever, whatever you wanna do (n-gg-)
[50 cent:]
im’a soldier, i done told ya, don’t make me f-ck you up
leave you head bust, im’a head busta, man i don’t give a f-ck
im’a soldier, i done told ya, don’t make me f-ck you up
leave you head bust, im’a head busta, man i don’t give a f-ck
im’a soldier, left, right, left, right, left
im’a soldier, left, right, left, right, left
im’a soldier
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