Chorus-DJ Paul-(8x) I'd rather die a soldier Than nigga live a coward
(Lord Infamous) Bullets are spittin' alright I will let the metal slide I'm layin wit' late at nite The hindus state you will die I know you lay petrified Cause Infamous set you right Wit' shotguns and falsty knives That blow you clear out of sight You're wit' all your might Your conscious is stayin' by You all in that sacrifice I'm going off ignified The rope round yo' neck is tight You pop out your fuckin' knives And that way you'll never cry,never cry
(Lachat) Now nigga how you gonna act like You didn't fuck up So accept the fact How many times you've been warned It's murder when ya fuck wit' Chat Don't need your sorrow or your pity Should've thought before you did it Ash to ash and dust to dust Ya'll rest in space You know Chat when a motherfucker run on up Yeah youse a great bitch Just letting you know got thoughts of red Oh,no remorse I buck you down wit' da .44 Never see my cowards I got too much pride to let it ride My nigga it's whatever We can buck it out til ???
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(Project Pat) Comin' like a duck a You know I came for trouble Some thug wit' the crosser Hollow let a bust a The hood for da money Comin' from a junkie Yo' nose kinda runny You feel like a mummy Yo' car gets a crummy But mine's gettin' phatter Yo' lips gettin' black a To me it don't matter Ya pay whatch owe a Pla-ya fashoa True mentality of a ghetto soldier
(T-Rock) Don't never get next to me Although platinum thuggin' is my pedigree I calculate my weapons,to killin' is my recipe Bless it be my militant Memphis when in jeapordy Testin' me I blast him in the opens like sesame West it be a much bigger man than what they measure me My mother and my rifle are my only 2 treacheries Best believe a singular shot you plead heavily Never breathe I guess a casket was his destiny
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(Crunchy Black) I got a problem Money dividends gotta solve'em I heard you niggas they out to rob man I can't let'em get me bro I can't let'em get me No I gotta stand ten toes I gotta keep a strap on me I gotta make sure no phone dead catch me cornered Out here on that streetlife I'd rather die a soldier than a coward any night
(Gangsta Boo) How you wanna do it How you wanna take it You gon' wake up naked in the bed wit' satan Shakin',wakin' up and shit Bitch I betcha when the tech be pointed at ya Maybe you will catch a fuckin' bullet Never pistol platin' never bent Bitch I'd rather be soldier than a coward any day Bitch I'd rather smoke a hydro watch my cash flow anyway Call me Gangsta,Gangsta never fuck me thank ya If you ain't no man,wit' no cheese and some niggas who knew me
(MC Mack) Cm Mack contemplating,waiting for another bitch to slip I'm sippin' on the verve That's where I stay try wit' those pistol grips I never ever come up short When it's time to jack a rudypoo Just place the thangs up to his brain (Gunshot sounds) Bitch,I'm MC Mack,I close yo' shop Trick you done found out I'd rather go out like soldoer Then even fuck off wit' you cowards Come up on me,run up on me Nigga like you got some anna Play that role like you so buck And Kamikaze gonna find ya They better remind ya
(Scanman) Kamikaze start nigga Why nigga Don't play me nigga I don't give fuck nigga Test if you wanna nigga Slugs gonna hit ya nigga Leave you in a gutter nigga Police ain't gon' find me nigga Cause I'm long gone nogga Should've listen to me nigga Told ya I'm a testin' nigga We gon' leave you dead nigga Called on by the Scanman We be like whatever nigga Whoop ya Kaizie style nigga If you want us come get us Come bring it to the camp nigga
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