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This song is by C-Murder and appears on the album Life Or Death (1998).

This goes out to all my thug niggas and bitches out there (soldiers)
At ease, solute, C-MURDER all the motherfuckin' riders out there
Representin' its motherfuckin' no limit up
'Bout it 'bout it rowdy rowdy
Slodiers, Soldiers, Soldiers, Soldiers

Huh nigga what I'm a soldier (we soldiers)
Huh nigga what we soldiers (we soldiers)
Huh nigga what we soldiers (we soldiers)
I'm a soldier (I'm a soldier)
Huh nigga what I'm a soldier (I'm a soldier)
Huh nigga what I'm a soldier (I'm a soldier)
Huh nigga what I'm a soldier (I'm a soldier)
All I wanna be is a soldier (I'm a soldier)
I'm a motherfuckin' No Limit Soldier

I'm a No Limit Soldier till I'm dead you can't worry me
I represent the tank till a bitch nigga bury me
TRU on my back initiated in blood
'Bout it niggas start fightin' when I walk in the club
You could tell I'm a soldier by my army fatigues
And you could I'm a killer by the way a nigga bleed
Forever TRU I'm gone roll to your motherfuckin' city
If I come to a show I've got a hundred thugs with me
Scream No Limit 'cause I'm in it I represent it
I never met a tank dawg that didn't business
Nigga we killers by niggas countin' millions in paper
Luteinent of a label full of soldiers nigga

Huh nigga what we soldiers
Huh nigga what we soldiers

(Master P)
Nigga, nigga, nigga mercenary killers street hustlers and dealers
Nigga ghetto millionaires captains, colonels, luteinents
We packin' G's niggas stackin' Ki's niggas M-16 .45 AK's niggas
Follow me dumpin' niggas study humpin' I ain't Donald Trump
But I keep the ghetto niggas and bitches jumpin'

Huh nigga what we soldiers
Huh nigga what we soldiers

(Silkk the Shocker)
Let's get ready to fuckin' rumble
I'm a No Limit soldier nigga that's who
Tank around my neck represent respect nigga
'Bout it full of fuckin' tattoos
Am I ??? it's the drugs and bud nigga clique for the common soldier
Drug dealers real niggas and thugs
'Cause I'm bitch I'm a soldier fool I thought I told ya
Ammunition fully loaded camoflauged Range Rover
Against all odds Tru niggas don't fall nigga we ball
Nigga army fatigue nigga weed up in my draws
You don't wanna take no poor wreck in my hand holdin' your bag
About ??? throw up your soldier rag
Nigga when the tank come through put some depth
In you motherfuckin' step
Fuck the rep I'm a soldier toldja that's 211

Womp womp, nigga this Fiend I'm a surviving soldier
You could tell by my breed or my feed 'cause if I bleed
It's a color fatigues see my greed keep me hungry
I'm a No Limit spar wanna get it on
When you're gone blows have the tank up on your lawn
Was born to bust out niggas protectin' my people
Ain't no sequel blastin' and rappin' and my fool and I'm lethal
They gone understand how to keep us so planned
And how the fuck we stay on billboards more than the marbolo man
We soldiers

Huh nigga what we soldiers
Huh nigga what we soldiers

And to them fake soldiers below the street lights
We watch them die holdin' their riches and they bitches
Diggin' up ditches for the snitches in this ghetto
Will it happen makin' some white rappin' checkin' out my toes
Tell my hoes I never rest till they murder my foes
When a cop done shot when a cop done dug and I watched
Them bullets snatch me lookin' at my camoflauge
Makin' sure they didn't blast me
When I die bury me in my camoflauge 'cause I'll be down with
My thug motherfuckers other niggas ride till it's over
We gone live and breath soldiers

(Mia X)
I'm still on more times tryin' pay the bills with ryhmes
Criminal thoughts makes my nine in the picture much clearer
It's the biggest diva mama cat off the top
Open shot on your block and drop the shit your system's got
What no limit soldiers kickin' up dust in your face
Rowdy rowdy when we march in the place we face
None nigga don't you ever come fucked up
Tryin' stun off flex you get more hoes than a hair net
Miss X be the one Tru soldiers call mama
Drama regulator lyrical lady alligator
Fade ya motherfuckers now whatcha whatcha want do
Bitch we comin' through bout to run over you we Tru

Huh nigga what we soldiers
Huh nigga what we soldiers

(Big Ed)
Steel toed boots camoflauged down with the soldier strut
???? Get out the way niggas duck nigga what
Guerilla warfare should of had your ass about there
With this impact display rip through backs and still we get some where
Oh yeah nigga what you gone do step to the tank
Have niggas fight on who gone shoot you
Big Ed is a captain attain hut sloute carry on as you were
Gettin' rowdy with the tank dawg troops

(Kane and Abel)
When the tank roll up it's like ten bombs blown up
My military comrads don't give a single solitary fuck
Pull the gat off the shelf niggas gone shit on they shelf
My warriors want more war mentality drug dealin'
Fatality fuck your feelings use my gun for proficent killings
P gave the order Kane and Abel is willin'
Spittin' ammunition leavin' loved ones missin'
Come out this week we pistol whippin' makin' sure you listen
We soldiers

Huh nigga what we soldiers
Huh nigga what we soldiers

I'm a buffalo soldier smokin' doja
.45 caliber armered pistol when I load I could stop a bull dozer
March there with my army I get marched over
Before you disrepect me you better serve a hundred octobers in Angola
(Hoo) Who as you were bitch stay still lay low
You better fuckin' knock a hole in your A-O
I'm marchin' with my AK one two three
Y'all niggas wanna be like us but it ain't gone be
Huh nigga what we soldiers

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