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Lirik Born To Be A Soldier - Mystikal
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featuring Master P Silkk Fiend Mac
(Intro [Master P])
What's up niggas and bitches.
It's the muthafuckin kisarme.
It's No Limit Master P.
Im'a introduce y'all to the muthafuckin
one of the hardest liuetenants on the tank Mystikal.
We was all born to be soldiers.
See these evil thoughts
they was scarred into our muthafuckin souls from these wars
the streets the ghetto the hood. The ghetto.
Chorus: X 7
[Master P]
Bitch, I'm a soldier!
[Mystikal]
I was born to be a soldier!
[Mystikal]
Ah, ATTEN!
Hoo! Muthafuckas don't you move
I got what is takes to make your ass feel (?)
You don't wanna rest in this parade
No Limit soldiers throwin grenades!
Strictly, heavy artillery, calm and gunnin
I got your ground troops runnin from INCOMING!
Go, go go go, the future caliber
Bout to rip your (?) vest, split your capita
The niggas be marchin in the land camp
Bitch we ghetto soldiers, the streets is what made us!
No LVE's, no MRE's
But we kill our enemies, and drive humvees!
Chorus X 5
[Master P]
Born, to be, a muthafuckin soldier
The colonel don't play, I'm out that tank
Money in the bank, make niggas thank
At ease when we rank, salute cause we cap
Fools run they trap, soldiers bust caps
Fools die a million deaths, solider dies once
Put that on my gold keys, my gat, and my blunt
Candy painted hummer, triple gold D's
We bout it, eyes on our CREAM cause we rowdy
Battle kicked advil, niggas load they carriages
Weapons on the mayor of the cash cause I know character
I'
(Intro [Master P])
What's up niggas and bitches.
It's the muthafuckin kisarme.
It's No Limit Master P.
Im'a introduce y'all to the muthafuckin
one of the hardest liuetenants on the tank Mystikal.
We was all born to be soldiers.
See these evil thoughts
they was scarred into our muthafuckin souls from these wars
the streets the ghetto the hood. The ghetto.
Chorus: X 7
[Master P]
Bitch, I'm a soldier!
[Mystikal]
I was born to be a soldier!
[Mystikal]
Ah, ATTEN!
Hoo! Muthafuckas don't you move
I got what is takes to make your ass feel (?)
You don't wanna rest in this parade
No Limit soldiers throwin grenades!
Strictly, heavy artillery, calm and gunnin
I got your ground troops runnin from INCOMING!
Go, go go go, the future caliber
Bout to rip your (?) vest, split your capita
The niggas be marchin in the land camp
Bitch we ghetto soldiers, the streets is what made us!
No LVE's, no MRE's
But we kill our enemies, and drive humvees!
Chorus X 5
[Master P]
Born, to be, a muthafuckin soldier
The colonel don't play, I'm out that tank
Money in the bank, make niggas thank
At ease when we rank, salute cause we cap
Fools run they trap, soldiers bust caps
Fools die a million deaths, solider dies once
Put that on my gold keys, my gat, and my blunt
Candy painted hummer, triple gold D's
We bout it, eyes on our CREAM cause we rowdy
Battle kicked advil, niggas load they carriages
Weapons on the mayor of the cash cause I know character
I'
