Woorden: Young Buck. Straight Outta Cashville. I'm A Soldier.
Aye! I hope you motherfuckers out there brought an extra clip
Hit the lights, nigga, let [Incomprehensible]
It's about to go down, welcome to Cashville motherfuckers
I'm a soldier, I done told ya, don't make me fuck you up
Leave your head bust, I'm a head busta, man, I don't give a fuck
I'm a soldier, I done told ya, don't make me fuck you up
Leave your head bust, I'm a head busta, man, I don't give a fuck
I come from a small town, where organised crime is the rule
You kill niggas without permission, niggas gon' kill you
We bang the rags too, red and blue
That shit ain't only out there 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
That's 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 chance to say, "Park your weapons"
Liquor stores never close, the whole hood high
Niggas know when it's roll, the whole hood ride
We on that Bishop and Jude shit
I'll put this four five in your mouth, like a toothpick
The South ain't safe no mo', so get a gun
And pray to God, that you make it to see 21
I'm a soldier, I done told ya, don't make me fuck you up
Leave your head bust, I'm a head busta, man I don't give a fuck
I'm a soldier, I done told ya, don't make me fuck you up
Leave your head bust, I'm a head busta, man I don't give a fuck
You gon' make me crawl through your backyard
And cut off your lightswitch
Kick in your back door, and take all that white shit
Niggas know what to do when I'm around
Go put ya pack up, and pick up ya 4 pound, it's 'bout to go down
Buck back on that bullshit
He even got his baby momma walkin with a full clip
Fucked a couple R&B hoes, but now it's back to the hoodrats
They lick a nigga dick quick and know where they good at
Money don't make a nigga change
It's just the niggas 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 rows
And let me show ya how I puttin' in work goals
The four four bulldog small enought to fit in a nigga boot
So it's wherever, whenever, whatever you wanna do, nigga
I'm a soldier, I done told ya, don't make me fuck you up
Leave your head bust, I'm a head busta, man I don't give a fuck
I'm a soldier, I done told ya, don't make me fuck you up
Leave your head bust, I'm a head busta, man I don't give a fuck
I'm a soldier, left, right, left, right, left
I'm a soldier, left, right, left, right, left
I'm a soldier
Hit the lights, nigga, let [Incomprehensible]
It's about to go down, welcome to Cashville motherfuckers
I'm a soldier, I done told ya, don't make me fuck you up
Leave your head bust, I'm a head busta, man, I don't give a fuck
I'm a soldier, I done told ya, don't make me fuck you up
Leave your head bust, I'm a head busta, man, I don't give a fuck
I come from a small town, where organised crime is the rule
You kill niggas without permission, niggas gon' kill you
We bang the rags too, red and blue
That shit ain't only out there 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
That's 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 chance to say, "Park your weapons"
Liquor stores never close, the whole hood high
Niggas know when it's roll, the whole hood ride
We on that Bishop and Jude shit
I'll put this four five in your mouth, like a toothpick
The South ain't safe no mo', so get a gun
And pray to God, that you make it to see 21
I'm a soldier, I done told ya, don't make me fuck you up
Leave your head bust, I'm a head busta, man I don't give a fuck
I'm a soldier, I done told ya, don't make me fuck you up
Leave your head bust, I'm a head busta, man I don't give a fuck
You gon' make me crawl through your backyard
And cut off your lightswitch
Kick in your back door, and take all that white shit
Niggas know what to do when I'm around
Go put ya pack up, and pick up ya 4 pound, it's 'bout to go down
Buck back on that bullshit
He even got his baby momma walkin with a full clip
Fucked a couple R&B hoes, but now it's back to the hoodrats
They lick a nigga dick quick and know where they good at
Money don't make a nigga change
It's just the niggas 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 rows
And let me show ya how I puttin' in work goals
The four four bulldog small enought to fit in a nigga boot
So it's wherever, whenever, whatever you wanna do, nigga
I'm a soldier, I done told ya, don't make me fuck you up
Leave your head bust, I'm a head busta, man I don't give a fuck
I'm a soldier, I done told ya, don't make me fuck you up
Leave your head bust, I'm a head busta, man I don't give a fuck
I'm a soldier, left, right, left, right, left
I'm a soldier, left, right, left, right, left
I'm a soldier
Straight Outta Cashville
Young Buck
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