50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo - Soldier lyrics

50 Cent [Curtis James Jackson III]

[50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo - Soldier lyrics]

(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I started my own gang
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT!
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I started my own gang
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT!

It's a fact homie, eagles don't fly in flocks
But the eagles I got hold sixteen shots
Like beefin', homie I ain't sayin' a word
I'll run up on your punk
Ass squeezing the bird
Now what New York niggas
Know about country grammar not much
But we know how to bang them hammers
When I pull out that thing
You better break yourself
Or win a trip to ICU
And you can take yourself
If you lucky motherfucker
I'm solider I told ya push ya shit back
Put my knife through ya six pack
Gat bust, adrenaline rush, blowin' the dust
Five point O, burnin' the clutch
While I'm burnin' the dutch
You thought them other niggas was hot
I'm turnin' it up this the blueprint
Nigga are you learnin' or what
You done told them you respect me
Now tell them I'm the nicest
Admit it nigga, I'm a mid-life crisis

(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I started my own gang
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! (I got
The rep of a villian, the weapon concealin')
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I started my own gang
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! (full of controversy
Until I retire my jersey)

It's like niggas rate the respect
Of who gat bigger
Banks been blowin' on purple stuff
Before that fat nigga pennies make dollars
And dollars make death threats
I'm doin' remixes to bulletproof the Lex next
Duck nigga, everyday's war
I'm heavy on sports
So my drawer's like the NBA store
Don't make me send the piece at you
I'll have your man walk around with
Another rest in peace tattoo
Look creampuff, you can get killed here
Nigga you ain't invincible
Even Superman in a wheel chair
I've always been a picky man
But I ain't a flowered star
So I'mma fuck all fifty fans
Look, whether you like it or not
Right in ya spot
All in your grill, wearin' the crown
Airin' em down
We're in the pound puttin' fear in the clown
I'm running with gangstas
Don't make one of em shank ya

(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I started my own gang
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! (I got
The rep of a villian, the weapon concealin')
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I started my own gang
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! (full of controversy
Until I retire my jersey)

I'mma ride with my rap shit and my body armor
Ride like a Taliban suicide bomber
Four five six feet, I off ya feet
I kill ya with a pillow when you fall asleep
Your records can't sell
Your company is buyin' em
Give it up, Burger King is hirin'
You shoulda been a cop
Cause you snitch a lot
Talkin' to the jakes, you bound to get shot
I used to watch Big Bird and Scooby Doo
Now I'm choppin' big birds
And them bundles too
For that Master P money
That shoppin' spree money
That coke, that dope and that ecstasy money
I'm tryin' to build empires
Across the state line so move like vampires
Never see me in the daytime
I jump out with a nina and a mack
I have you like Khia, my neck, my back

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