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[Intro - Man w/ (Royce)]
We're in a situation, where everybody knows the stakes
(What up Reef) We're [echoes]
Soldiers go to hell, it's war

1 - Royce Da 5'9"]
I'm horse-back on the drums, from the kick to the
Get them shits in the air, shit is fixin' to
Spit on the beat, wrap it and ship it
Put it out, on the streets, that's me
Bust you in yo shit, and tell you you ever
That's me, I respect, don't you better
That's me, chrome berretta, in the
Of my own get up, I'm gone and still (*Car horn*)
me, you hear a pop and see a drop, I'm comin
That's me, when everybody on ya is runnin
That's me, wit the that could block the sun in
The glock that I got, got a box it in
I'm like the fear, Biggie and Pac is comin (Uh)
The reason why them baller cop them onions
me, 5 to the 9 doo rag be tied to the side
You could either ride it or die

[Chorus - Da 5'9"]
Grooooom, yeah now you know a comin
He came into yo hood, and he sold you somethin
He spit, wit a frozen flow, and he you somethin
I think I hear a comin, that's 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

[Bridge - Da 5'9"]
We soldier's, (We) bats, (We)
(We) gats, (We) game, (We) raps, (We)
We soldier's, in the streets we keep
is deep, and niggas'll creep, creep

[Verse 2 - Da 5'9"]
Far what you would call soft, you competing
you would fall off, I'm beef, you call off
That's me, the one that you beef wit
me, we fought, but you kept it a secret
Talking bout what you gon' do when you find me and seeing me (Uh)
Lying like you to catch me, and put three in me (Uh)
Told him cut the jokes, but I guessed that he wan't me (Uh)
his self that he wan't fearing me
My niggas all killers, from the bottom to the top
Ride wit me know they destination or not
me, the baddest rap you heard in a while
Ride the gat in the lap, convertible style
That's me, the killer that in the dark
Tear up ya goddamn hood, the church to the park
Grooooom, motherfucker, you that noise
You run for it, run for it, run

[Verse 3 - Da 5'9"]
but underground shit, comin out of my pump
Decade funk from a punk, out of my trunk (Uh)
Everybody wanna thug, wit them triggers pullin
Be shootin pip-pip guns, 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 some of me, is no problem
That I can't fix, I got a tool that I wit me (Uh)
Hardcore niggas your (Uh)
Ben Franklin run motherfucker, and in God I trust him (Uh)
If you see my guns out, I'm probly bustin
Why you niggas ridin and dying, be truckin

[Outro - Da 5'9"]
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Royce Nickel 9,
Big Reef, uh

[Man and (Woman)
Beef, we soldier's, we follow codes,
(Soldier's justify everything that you do)