[Intro - Man w/ (Royce)] We're in a situation, where involved knows the stakes (What up Reef) We're soldier's Soldiers don't go to hell, war
1 - Royce Da 5'9"] I'm horse-back on the drums, from the kick to the Get them in the air, shit is fixin' to flair [Spit] on the beat, wrap it and ship it Put it out, shit on the streets, me Bust you in yo shit, and tell you you ever That's me, I need respect, you better me, chrome berretta, in the waistline Of my own get up, I'm gone and goin (*Car horn*) That's me, you hear a pop and see a drop, I'm That's me, everybody on ya block is runnin That's me, wit the that could block the sun in The glock I got, got a box it come in I'm like the fear, that and Pac is comin (Uh) The reason why them baller boys cop them me, 5 to the 9 doo rag be tied to the side You either ride with it or die
[Chorus - Da 5'9"] Grooooom, yeah now you know a soldier's He came into yo hood, and he sold you somethin He spit, wit a frozen flow, and he told you I think I hear a soldier's comin, me Grooooom, yeah now you know a comin You run for it, run for it, run Yeah now you a soldier's comin You run for it, run for it, run
- Royce Da 5'9"] We soldier's, (We) bats, (We) (We) gats, (We) game, (We) raps, (We) We soldier's, in the we keep heat Niggas is deep, and niggas'll creep,
[Verse 2 - Da 5'9"] Far from what you call soft, you competing you would fall off, I'm beef, you call off That's me, the one that you supposedly wit me, we fought, but you kept it a secret Talking what you gon' do when you find me and keep seeing me (Uh) Lying you dying to catch me, and put three in me (Uh) Told him cut the jokes, but I guessed he wan't hearin me (Uh) Convince his that he wan't fearing me My all killers, from the bottom straight to the top Ride wit me rather they destination or not That's me, the rap you heard in a while Ride with the gat in the lap, convertible That's me, the killer that lurk in the Tear up ya goddamn hood, from the to the park Grooooom, motherfucker, you that noise You run for it, run for it, run
[Verse 3 - Da 5'9"] Nothin' but shit, comin out of my pump funk from a punk, comin out of my trunk (Uh) Everybody wanna thug, wit them triggers pullin Be pip-pip guns, that ain't as big as my bullets Live from comin, to a block near you (Uh) soon, somebody might get popped near you (Uh) All you wanna do is rap, be listening right After flippin a bit difference, between a and a mic I'ma soldier (Soldier) cool as I be Gun totin, talkin to hoes, as I wanna be Who wants of me, this is no problem That I can't fix, I got a tool that I wit me (Uh) Hardcore niggas your (Uh) Ben Franklin run this motherfucker, and in God I him (Uh) If you ever see my out, I'm probly bustin Why you niggas ridin and dying, be truckin
[Outro - Da 5'9"] Uh, uh, uh, uh Royce 9, 2000 Big Reef, uh
[Man and (Woman) Beef, we soldier's, we follow codes, (Soldier's they justify that you do)