(Boosie) This for my true right here I spit this from the heart Its real baby, it for me.
(Boosie) for my true soldiers like big and big slim, big al we here wit ya from the bone to the skin trill got life at 14 how the he gone win they gave big turk on uncle 10 now we pourin out hen and big head he back they might flip my lil whoa they gave craig 30 years cuz its he spoke its no joke end up in the white man got him you say yes sir to him but you gone cause be lay down go do your time i got your kids i got your mama got those school clothes on time every week cuz you my brother you i got cha gator i see ya later now you wonder why yo child so bad i need they soldiers in doe low innocent niggas but they went in front of the judige wit a public defender and i was raised by some they locked up or they all dead could of took probation but they silent and hard head
(Chorus) No what they say or do no they take that away from you whether here or whether you're far away from here you it real, you kept it real and tho life must go on im sending out to you this thug Memories playing over and over you are a soldier
(Foxx) Seem like everytime i turn around somebody gettin that letter come after the judge aint tryna here what you have to say and that aint the end i here tryna pay you ten you rat on the next man thats less time up in the pen real niggas be quiet and i know of em that didnt i know niggas got sentence life and walked off with a grin thats a soldier my nigga the why i like my pen niggas losin they mind cuz they losin and cant win you cant even ride through without them laws on yo ass he gone ask ya who the owner and he see the temp he act like cuz i got insurance makin him mad wanna run his bitch ass over everytime i hit the gas and gotta mamas cryin cuz they child gone and it take a while to realize that he aint comin home but she steady takin it day by day like she suppose to i ain surprised cuz mama a (a soldier)
(Chorus) No matter they say i do no they cant take that from you rather here or rather your far away from here you kept it real, you it real and tho life must go on im sending out to you thug song Memories playing over and over you are a true
(Webbie) Mane I post and the game strong gone be here till the game gone till its all over gone be a soldier if i change up i wrong lot of soldiers that did shit done took licks and came home gotta lot of partners that got pocketed stay silent and still gone gotta lot of soldiers didnt deserve the shit mane late at night i still moan from pimp c to c murder been a real person i for em from tupac to B.I.G. soldier slim R.I.P. say coop im still with ya them snitch to bitch niggas and all the mamas thats sick wit it you just don know what you mean to me through all the trails and hard times you still smile you a queen to me i tell you what you be strong you aint wrong i'll bounce for you you tried your best that nigga there grandma that go to you from hangin out the roof throwin dueces in the booth chillin in the coupe and the casket and im missin you to get ass back would imagine what a nigga do im all by myself nigga its real
(Chorus) No matter they say i do no they take that away from you rather your here or rather far away from here you kept it real, you it real and even tho must go on im sending out to you this thug Memories keep playing and over you are a soldier
(Boosie) This for my true soldiers right Boo, Bow Leg my true soldiers like Malcolm X, Martin Luther King, Rosa Parks them true soldiers right you heard me my true soldiers restin in Lil Ivy, D Pegion, Big Row For all the AND I GOT LOVE I GOT LOVE FOR MY SOLDIERS!