What's up niggaz this is Peaches. It's the mothaf*cking cizzolonel.
Master P. And I'm gone introduce ya'll to one of the hardest lieutenants
on the tank, Mystikal. We was all born to be soldiers. See these evil thoughts,
it was scolded into our mothaf*cking souls from these walls. The ghetto nigga.
Bitch I'm a soldier I was born to be a soldier
Mystikal:
Attent hut mothaf*cka don't you move I got what it take to make your as feel
But first I'ma make your ass feel when we light your mothaf*cking hill Its never
no rest in this parade No Limit Soldiers throwing grenades Strictly, heavy artillery
call me gunning I got your ground troops running from INCOMING Go,go go go go
50 caliber Bout to rip your ?? vest, split your caviter Them niggaz be marching in the?
Bitch we ghetto soldiers, the streets is what made us No L-B-E no M-R-E But we kill
our enemies and drive hum v's
Chorus:
Master P:
Born to be a mothaf*cking soldier Colonel don't play I'm out that tank Money in the
bank, leave nigga stank At ease when we rap Salute cause we strapped Fools run they trap,
soldiers bust caps Fools die many deaths, soldier dies 1 Put that on my gold teeth my gats and
my blunts Candy painted hummer, triple goldies we bout it Eyes ever red gone off green cause
we rowdy ?? ?? niggaz go thru ?? Weapons down the barrel of a gat cause I'm no tattletail
I'm ready to bust these niggaz whoever got them g's nigga I'm f*cking slanging them keys nigga
I'm from New Orleans nigga
Chorus:
Silkk:
I came out the mothaf*cking womb, nigga wore combat paint I f*ck around my first words
be buck heads ?? f*cking think My ghetto actics, my ghetto tactics, I stack quick Sticking
like a cactus I flip your ass like a acrobatic Nigga what I'm back, My M16 be black I was
born to drop phat shit f*ck your ass like a sack bitch Yeah I keep my gat bitch But because
how dangerously I live I got to react quick No Limit Soldier, told ya and that's it But see,
I'm always into something I kick shit off like a punt We roll like mothaf*cking blunts
See don't come stunting and don't try to front Cause Silkk the Shocker will slam your ass
like a mothaf*cking dunk Putting on my camouflage nigga, stringing up my f*cking boots
Why when a mothaf*cka ?? cock reload and shoot About face salute You can tell I'm a soldier,
by the way I talk You can tell I'm a soldier by the way I march I was born to be a soldier
Chorus:
Fiend:
Wrap his legs in weed, lil Fiend live by soldiers creed Broken uzi, in the bottom pocket of
my fatigues War fatigues, ?? chest games with a chain Put your hands ?? at the gun range
Cause I believe in bringing pain Where I'm playing survival games, that's why I sport no vest
Those niggaz was put to rest, but I got them stripes tatted on my chest I was blessed as my
recon saw the harm in dissing The war from this was that Fiend born from this Scorned from this,
so other armies now gone hire Cause the crimes desired, results in a lines of fire Enemies retire
and I'm bitting to throw up Til my guards show up No Limit Soldiers the world blow up
Mac:
Assassin, soldier, sniper, murderer Son of a bitch, arsonist, house burglar Been there,
done most before the sun rose He change clothes when the popos chase ?? with the base
Got them hoes all up in my face and the fake niggaz hate So I started lifting weights
And even when I'm dead and gone, my legacy will live on Tattoo me on your arm and tell
niggaz he got his rhyme on Murder, murder kill killing and shit That I spit for lunatics who be
feeling the shit Put the gat in my face I never squeal nigga keep it real Pops gave me the game
about the battlefield We attack like the men in black You react if you got a gat I never die camouflage
in my veins I never change in the purple rain My name manifest pain I'm a soldier
Chorus:
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What's up niggaz this is Peaches. It's the mothaf*cking cizzolonel.
Master P. And I'm gone introduce ya'll to one of the hardest lieutenants
on the tank, Mystikal. We was all born to be soldiers. See these evil thoughts,
it was scolded into our mothaf*cking souls from these walls. The ghetto nigga.
Bitch I'm a soldier I was born to be a soldier
Mystikal:
Attent hut mothaf*cka don't you move I got what it take to make your as feel
But first I'ma make your ass feel when we light your mothaf*cking hill Its never
no rest in this parade No Limit Soldiers throwing grenades Strictly, heavy artillery
call me gunning I got your ground troops running from INCOMING Go,go go go go
50 caliber Bout to rip your ?? vest, split your caviter Them niggaz be marching in the?
Bitch we ghetto soldiers, the streets is what made us No L-B-E no M-R-E But we kill
our enemies and drive hum v's
Chorus:
Master P:
Born to be a mothaf*cking soldier Colonel don't play I'm out that tank Money in the
bank, leave nigga stank At ease when we rap Salute cause we strapped Fools run they trap,
soldiers bust caps Fools die many deaths, soldier dies 1 Put that on my gold teeth my gats and
my blunts Candy painted hummer, triple goldies we bout it Eyes ever red gone off green cause
we rowdy ?? ?? niggaz go thru ?? Weapons down the barrel of a gat cause I'm no tattletail
I'm ready to bust these niggaz whoever got them g's nigga I'm f*cking slanging them keys nigga
I'm from New Orleans nigga
Chorus:
Silkk:
I came out the mothaf*cking womb, nigga wore combat paint I f*ck around my first words
be buck heads ?? f*cking think My ghetto actics, my ghetto tactics, I stack quick Sticking
like a cactus I flip your ass like a acrobatic Nigga what I'm back, My M16 be black I was
born to drop phat shit f*ck your ass like a sack bitch Yeah I keep my gat bitch But because
how dangerously I live I got to react quick No Limit Soldier, told ya and that's it But see,
I'm always into something I kick shit off like a punt We roll like mothaf*cking blunts
See don't come stunting and don't try to front Cause Silkk the Shocker will slam your ass
like a mothaf*cking dunk Putting on my camouflage nigga, stringing up my f*cking boots
Why when a mothaf*cka ?? cock reload and shoot About face salute You can tell I'm a soldier,
by the way I talk You can tell I'm a soldier by the way I march I was born to be a soldier
Chorus:
Fiend:
Wrap his legs in weed, lil Fiend live by soldiers creed Broken uzi, in the bottom pocket of
my fatigues War fatigues, ?? chest games with a chain Put your hands ?? at the gun range
Cause I believe in bringing pain Where I'm playing survival games, that's why I sport no vest
Those niggaz was put to rest, but I got them stripes tatted on my chest I was blessed as my
recon saw the harm in dissing The war from this was that Fiend born from this Scorned from this,
so other armies now gone hire Cause the crimes desired, results in a lines of fire Enemies retire
and I'm bitting to throw up Til my guards show up No Limit Soldiers the world blow up
Mac:
Assassin, soldier, sniper, murderer Son of a bitch, arsonist, house burglar Been there,
done most before the sun rose He change clothes when the popos chase ?? with the base
Got them hoes all up in my face and the fake niggaz hate So I started lifting weights
And even when I'm dead and gone, my legacy will live on Tattoo me on your arm and tell
niggaz he got his rhyme on Murder, murder kill killing and shit That I spit for lunatics who be
feeling the shit Put the gat in my face I never squeal nigga keep it real Pops gave me the game
about the battlefield We attack like the men in black You react if you got a gat I never die camouflage
in my veins I never change in the purple rain My name manifest pain I'm a soldier
Chorus:
Master P. And I'm gone introduce ya'll to one of the hardest lieutenants
on the tank, Mystikal. We was all born to be soldiers. See these evil thoughts,
it was scolded into our mothaf*cking souls from these walls. The ghetto nigga.
Bitch I'm a soldier I was born to be a soldier
Mystikal:
Attent hut mothaf*cka don't you move I got what it take to make your as feel
But first I'ma make your ass feel when we light your mothaf*cking hill Its never
no rest in this parade No Limit Soldiers throwing grenades Strictly, heavy artillery
call me gunning I got your ground troops running from INCOMING Go,go go go go
50 caliber Bout to rip your ?? vest, split your caviter Them niggaz be marching in the?
Bitch we ghetto soldiers, the streets is what made us No L-B-E no M-R-E But we kill
our enemies and drive hum v's
Chorus:
Master P:
Born to be a mothaf*cking soldier Colonel don't play I'm out that tank Money in the
bank, leave nigga stank At ease when we rap Salute cause we strapped Fools run they trap,
soldiers bust caps Fools die many deaths, soldier dies 1 Put that on my gold teeth my gats and
my blunts Candy painted hummer, triple goldies we bout it Eyes ever red gone off green cause
we rowdy ?? ?? niggaz go thru ?? Weapons down the barrel of a gat cause I'm no tattletail
I'm ready to bust these niggaz whoever got them g's nigga I'm f*cking slanging them keys nigga
I'm from New Orleans nigga
Chorus:
Silkk:
I came out the mothaf*cking womb, nigga wore combat paint I f*ck around my first words
be buck heads ?? f*cking think My ghetto actics, my ghetto tactics, I stack quick Sticking
like a cactus I flip your ass like a acrobatic Nigga what I'm back, My M16 be black I was
born to drop phat shit f*ck your ass like a sack bitch Yeah I keep my gat bitch But because
how dangerously I live I got to react quick No Limit Soldier, told ya and that's it But see,
I'm always into something I kick shit off like a punt We roll like mothaf*cking blunts
See don't come stunting and don't try to front Cause Silkk the Shocker will slam your ass
like a mothaf*cking dunk Putting on my camouflage nigga, stringing up my f*cking boots
Why when a mothaf*cka ?? cock reload and shoot About face salute You can tell I'm a soldier,
by the way I talk You can tell I'm a soldier by the way I march I was born to be a soldier
Chorus:
Fiend:
Wrap his legs in weed, lil Fiend live by soldiers creed Broken uzi, in the bottom pocket of
my fatigues War fatigues, ?? chest games with a chain Put your hands ?? at the gun range
Cause I believe in bringing pain Where I'm playing survival games, that's why I sport no vest
Those niggaz was put to rest, but I got them stripes tatted on my chest I was blessed as my
recon saw the harm in dissing The war from this was that Fiend born from this Scorned from this,
so other armies now gone hire Cause the crimes desired, results in a lines of fire Enemies retire
and I'm bitting to throw up Til my guards show up No Limit Soldiers the world blow up
Mac:
Assassin, soldier, sniper, murderer Son of a bitch, arsonist, house burglar Been there,
done most before the sun rose He change clothes when the popos chase ?? with the base
Got them hoes all up in my face and the fake niggaz hate So I started lifting weights
And even when I'm dead and gone, my legacy will live on Tattoo me on your arm and tell
niggaz he got his rhyme on Murder, murder kill killing and shit That I spit for lunatics who be
feeling the shit Put the gat in my face I never squeal nigga keep it real Pops gave me the game
about the battlefield We attack like the men in black You react if you got a gat I never die camouflage
in my veins I never change in the purple rain My name manifest pain I'm a soldier
Chorus:
Writer: CRAIG LAWSON, M. PHIPPS, M. TYLER, P. MILLER, R. JONES, V. MILLER
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes