Featuring Master P Silkk Fiend Mac




(Intro [Master P])



What's Up Niggas And Bitches.



It's The Muthafuckin Kisarme.



It's No Limit Master P.



Im'a Introduce Y'all To The Muthafuckin



One Of The Hardest Liuetenants On The Tank Mystikal.



We Was All Born To Be Soldiers.



See These Evil Thoughts



They Was Scarred Into Our Muthafuckin Souls From These Wars



The Streets The Ghetto The Hood. The Ghetto.




Chorus: X 7




[Master P]



Bitch, I'm A Soldier!



[Mystikal]



I Was Born To Be A Soldier!




[Mystikal]



Ah, ATTEN!



Hoo! Muthafuckas Don't You Move



I Got What Is Takes To Make Your Ass Feel (?)



You Don't Wanna Rest In This Parade



No Limit Soldiers Throwin Grenades!



Strictly, Heavy Artillery, Calm And Gunnin



I Got Your Ground Troops Runnin From INCOMING!



Go, Go Go Go, The Future Caliber



Bout To Rip Your (?) Vest, Split Your Capita



The Niggas Be Marchin In The Land Camp



Bitch We Ghetto Soldiers, The Streets Is What Made Us!



No LVE's, No MRE's



But We Kill Our Enemies, And Drive Humvees!




Chorus X 5




[Master P]



Born, To Be, A Muthafuckin Soldier



The Colonel Don't Play, I'm Out That Tank



Money In The Bank, Make Niggas Thank



At Ease When We Rank, Salute Cause We Cap



Fools Run They Trap, Soldiers Bust Caps



Fools Die A Million Deaths, Solider Dies Once



Put That On My Gold Keys, My Gat, And My Blunt



Candy Painted Hummer, Triple Gold D's



We Bout It, Eyes On Our CREAM Cause We Rowdy



Battle Kicked Advil, Niggas Load They Carriages



Weapons On The Mayor Of The Cash Cause I Know Character



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