| Letras de Canciones de 50 Cent | | |
| Artista: 50 Cent |
| Album: No Mercy, No Fear |
| Canción: Soldier |
| | [50 Cent and DJ Whoo Kid talking]
[Hook]
(I´m a soldier) G-UNIT! I started my own gang
(I´m a soldier) G-UNIT!
(I´m a soldier) G-UNIT! I started my own gang
(I´m a soldier) G-UNIT!
[50 Cent]
It´s a fact homie, eagles don´t fly in flocks
But the eagles I got own sixteen shots
Like beefin´, homie I ain´t sayin´ a word
I´ll run up on your punk ass squeezing the bird
Now what New York niggas know about country grammar
Not much, but we know how to bang them hammers
When I pull out that thing, you better break yourself
Or win a trip to ICU, and you can take yourself
If you lucky motherfucker, I´m solider I told ya
Push ya shit back, put my knife through ya six pack
Gat bust, adrenaline rush, blowin´ the dust
Five point O, burnin´ the cluth, while I´m burnin´ the dutch
You thought them other niggas was hot, I´m turnin´ it up
This the blueprint, nigga are you learnin´ or what
You done told me you respect me, now tell me I´m the nicest
Admit it nigga, I´m a mid-life crisis
[Hook]
(I´m a soldier) G-UNIT! I started my own gang
(I´m a soldier) G-UNIT! (I got the rep of a villian, the weapon concealin´)
(I´m a soldier) G-UNIT! I started my own gang
(I´m a soldier) G-UNIT! (full of controversy until I retire my jersey)
[Lloyd Banks]
It´s like niggas rate the respect of who gat bigger
Banks been blowin´ on purple stuff before that fat nigga
Henny´s make dollars, and dollars make death threats
I´m doin´ remixes to bulletproof the Lex next
Duck nigga, everdays war
I´m heavy on sports, to my draw like NBA´s store
Don´t make me send the piece at you
I´ll have your man walk around with another rest in peace tattoo
Look creampuff, you can get killed here
Nigga you ain´t invincible, even Superman in a wheel chair
I´ve always been a picky man, but I ain´t a flowered star
So I´mma fuck all fifty fans
Look, whether you like it or not, right in ya spot
All in your grill, wearin´ the crown, airin´ em down
We´re in the pound puttin´ fare in the clown
I´m running with gangstas, don´t make one of em shank ya
[Hook]
(I´m a soldier) G-UNIT! I started my own gang
(I´m a soldier) G-UNIT! (I got the rep of a villian, the weapon concealin´)
(I´m a soldier) G-UNIT! I started my own gang
(I´m a soldier) G-UNIT! (full of controversy until I retire my jersey)
[Tony Yayo]
I´mma ride with my rap shit and my body armor
Ride like a Taliban suicide bomber
Four five six feet, I off ya feet
I kill ya with a pillow when you fall asleep
Your records can´t sell, your company is buyin´ em
Give it up, Burger King is hirin´
You shoulda been a cop, cause you snitch a lot
Talkin´ to the jakes, you bound to get shot
I used to watch Big Bird and Scooby Doo
Now I´m choppin´ big birds and them bundles too
For that Master P money, that shoppin´ spree money
That coke, that dope and that ecstasy money
I´m tryin´ to build empires across the state line
So move like vampires, never see me in the daytime
I jump out with a nina and a mack
I have you like Khia, my neck, my back |
| | | | | Las letras de canciones pertenecen a sus autores y se muestran aquí por motivos educativos. | | |
|
|