Hardo, Boaz - Soldiers Story lyrics
[Hardo, Boaz - Soldiers Story lyrics]
Every soldier got a story to tell
Lemme show ya how this shit get real
Every soldier got a story to tell
A nigga had to hurt his stripes to the field
Every soldier got a story to tell
My nigga dead wrong still tryna
Fight us some pill
Every soldier got a story to tell
This concrete jungle either kill or be killed
Niggas rather doubt me than me
But niggas in my whole way
Have hope without me
Man this shit ain't just music
It's movement fuck the record sales
Bitch I'm heavy on influence
Mamma stressing, post partom depression
The spas in my direction just hoping
Her baby make it out
Take a bow pray to the lord on every now
Laters never promise
Nigga got a lot of drama nigga
Bout these commas man
It's hard to get along with niggas
No holy water
Gotta spray a little lava nigga
No peace they only respect the conflict nigga
No sleep this shit I gotta accomplish nigga
Whats all about my stripes is a younging
Cause with loud pipes, nikes and all types
Proud to get the block
I know Shyste and all types
Tryna council much money it keep
Me up all night they must have took the rule
Book and re wrote it
These niggas get decoded
Cuz they ain't G coded
Empty out and reloaded
If it ain't about no money
Then don't speak on the tryna
And I put that on my hood
That's some real nigga shit
Can make water thicker than blood
A lot of green between the
Crips and the Bloods
A lot of niggas getting rich from the hood
Lemme show ya how this shit get real
Every soldier got a story to tell
A nigga had to hurt his stripes to the field
Every soldier got a story to tell
My nigga dead wrong still tryna
Fight us some pill
Every soldier got a story to tell
This concrete jungle either kill or be killed
Niggas rather doubt me than me
But niggas in my whole way
Have hope without me
Man this shit ain't just music
It's movement fuck the record sales
Bitch I'm heavy on influence
Mamma stressing, post partom depression
The spas in my direction just hoping
Her baby make it out
Take a bow pray to the lord on every now
Laters never promise
Nigga got a lot of drama nigga
Bout these commas man
It's hard to get along with niggas
No holy water
Gotta spray a little lava nigga
No peace they only respect the conflict nigga
No sleep this shit I gotta accomplish nigga
Whats all about my stripes is a younging
Cause with loud pipes, nikes and all types
Proud to get the block
I know Shyste and all types
Tryna council much money it keep
Me up all night they must have took the rule
Book and re wrote it
These niggas get decoded
Cuz they ain't G coded
Empty out and reloaded
If it ain't about no money
Then don't speak on the tryna
And I put that on my hood
That's some real nigga shit
Can make water thicker than blood
A lot of green between the
Crips and the Bloods
A lot of niggas getting rich from the hood