Feat. Sticky Fingaz, X-1 [Chorus: Fredro Starr] I'm a soldier, ready for war, ready to shoot I'm a warrior, ready to die for my troops I'm a baller, skatin on chrome, pushin the Coupe I'm a hustler, hustler, hustler, hustler Told ya, ready for war, ready to shoot I'm a warrior, ready to die for my troops I'm a baller, skatin on chrome, pushin the Coupe I'm a soldier, soldier, soldier, soldier [Fredro Starr] We play the block to the morning til the sun comes up Or fiends run out, hustle til them guns come out Or deans run out, hustle til them ones stack up Or boys roll up, we playin the block, you know man Niggas on the rock talkin bout the cars we roll Chickens in the club buggin on the money we blow Other People baby, gettin like a hundred a show When they see us, bitches pass out, they holdin the flow Man haters don't wanna see the next man bowl What the little nigga skippin in the Lexus for We in it for the hed, killa what that vest if for? Two stacks, glocks hiddin in my Lexus dough Now ya wanna see the ice wit the electric blow They rather see shots flamin, not to test the row Then we love by the minute, but we feared by more Cuz I don't give a fuck, I'm ready to die, ready to go [Chorus] [X-1] I'm a soldier, ain't that right, ain't that what I am? On the block yellin
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Copy to Clipboard: Feat. Sticky Fingaz, X-1 [Chorus: Fredro Starr] I'm a soldier, ready for war, ready to shoot I'm a warrior, ready to die for my troops I'm a baller, skatin on chrome, pushin the Coupe I'm a hustler, hustler, hustler, hustler Told ya, ready for war, ready to shoot I'm a warrior, ready to die for my troops I'm a baller, skatin on chrome, pushin the Coupe I'm a soldier, soldier, soldier, soldier [Fredro Starr] We play the block to the morning til the sun comes up Or fiends run out, hustle til them guns come out Or deans run out, hustle til them ones stack up Or boys roll up, we playin the block, you know man Niggas on the rock talkin bout the cars we roll Chickens in the club buggin on the money we blow Other People baby, gettin like a hundred a show When they see us, bitches pass out, they holdin the flow Man haters don't wanna see the next man bowl What the little nigga skippin in the Lexus for We in it for the hed, killa what that vest if for? Two stacks, glocks hiddin in my Lexus dough Now ya wanna see the ice wit the electric blow They rather see shots flamin, not to test the row Then we love by the minute, but we feared by more Cuz I don't give a fuck, I'm ready to die, ready to go [Chorus] [X-1] I'm a soldier, ain't that right, ain't that what I am? On the block yellin
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