they cant break me down and I am sick and tired of fighting fire with fire we?ve been misplaced we?ve been defaced but our heart will never be erased fire with fire
let him go) (Here's where the plot thickens) They got a plot to make a profit with they glocks spittin (They call the squad, hittin blocks with they guns
your city probably pound your girl Had her stretched out swimmin in the pool with her breast out Send her back home set to fire the sex out! [Chorus:
I'm a soldier, i'm a soldier, i'm a soldier, i'm a soldier... Yo', never was a thug, just infatuated with guns, never was a gangsta, 'til I graduated
with me You know you don't want it with me You, talk an' you soon will see You don't wanna bump heads with me I know you don't want it with me You
deh pon the low And you can't flop fast if you stick to your task And the flowers ina your garden will grow Chorus Stop play the fool and attend your
s a stick up stick up and a pick up pick up Telling lies and telling lies will put your face on fire Run and tell your friends to never dream, never win
! [verse one: ludacris] I got people scared as fuck like when condoms break Or how your heart deals with eatin' eighty pounds of steak So put your belly on a plate and watch your
walk My style will show guns what it is to spark Hit a clear the park 20 miles apart Doc is like bad weather reports but i'll walk If your not from the
Now these are your bitches, phonin lonely homey chickens All the homies stick em, you think you own em man listen She stab you in your sleep with a knife
while Bleeding out the ass Asphyxiation is Simple and fast It beats 17 fun years Of being someone's bitch Don't think Drink your wine Watch the fire
Knockin Mase shit, face it, we hard to hit Guard ya shit, 'fore I stick you, for your re-up Wipe the pee up, mixed shots, woke your seed up Go in the
a g-up M-C-A fingering that b-up or that c-up, fiends creep up with their flesh lookin beat up, and my tennis ball is stuffed with enough work to fill
's no joke, I don' played dice with soap Upstate the case niggas slice your throat Wear your boxers in the shower when you gaurd your soap I done seen
me Yo' ass might not even make it home wit your rollie Don't even try, in your system like e coli Tryin to beef with me, nigga please yo' people die I
ya for your diamonds and pearls While im in the next room havin my way with your girl I swear _, any mc up in here My niggas pop so many guns you swear
