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What up out kenfo
This be fiend at like this here here
I brought a couple of my with me
Fiend, mac, soulja slim, and abel
A couple of no limit soldiers to help me out this here

What cha mean, mean, about
Soldiers got some daily
Slangin in the south
What we really worried x2

slim]
(peep this shit) I you heard about this nigga from the 3rd
Raw, then a uncut bird with bad and bad nerves
Serve, dope to a dope fiend gotta get more
Than the of the dealers
Every nigga I fuck with gotta be from killas
Fill up in this shit, that was smokin, you can catch me smokin
On some shit that will me broken, (cough cough),
I'm so high, I can ride, barely need to some dealing
No optimos, no moving, fuck it, pass the feeling
Real niggas me, cause I'm bout as real as it get
Son or stranger, no for that studio shit
All my little gone, I'll be damned if I g-o
But if I do grab my gun shoot like and pull let em know

x2

[kane &
You know I'm the ghetto, hit the glock
And pop my shots up your block
Red beam, maintain my aim, bullet in your brain
When I that motherfucking clock, kane
Usual suspect, down niggas bout respect
Choppin off like a mailman in a corvette
the weed when I lower my tek
Niggas is seeking, pump like bricks, in the trunk of the 626
Is you hate cause your boy
Just got flipped, ak with a strong
In the hood I you with the tank,
In the pen I trust you with the
My mind go blank, I'm a soldier smokin
All the way to the motherfucking

x2

Now what y'all mean, niggas on my
They all about the
And my enemies, we it to the street
To get the green, mean
Came with slim, mac and fiend
I still woah!
In the drop my nigga walk
Runnin the cop who was trying to meet his quota
I'm and I'm black, I'm a soldier
So he I'm slanging that baking soda
You ain't heard about, nigga from that south
Where the scout
Everybody, everybody that knows your bout
leave your house
Cause at night, nigga come out
Grab your gat with that extra clip cause if you catch us
You connect the grip
Shots there cut up strip bout a of ship
Like the peoples in summertime trip
Lets take a trip to the land the niggas
Do the dance on their enemies
And fake niggas to be a, they be them friends of me
Woah, slow roll and daddy I'm camoflauged
I'm psycho warden I stay on my and bitch I never die

x2

What the world don't is I'm a hurt
A soldier a pause
I'm prayin cause, break jaws and all laws
My bullet didn't heal, my tatoos reveal
Bout to ride explain a million of
The burn feels like almost a step from
spending lives, I barely leave a minute of breath
I'm set, families with teks, my stress in thier chest
Wouldn't know where I'd be my God and my vest
Killers, we the best all the rest, here hit the cess
Snort, c'mon the
With the charge the best, cause I your chest
God bless, I made my way so I can say that
Me too whatever, should have known fiend believe in payback
Do it for haystacks, me, slim, twins, and mac
Gotta attack, the jest to ask, deftly in the act
I doubt that, I'm strange cause I'm with the right
After soldier consediration, I'm the live

x4