at Over there Watch it Where the little soldiers at Over there Watch it There they go Where they at Over there Watch it Where the little soldiers at
[Intro] Lil Wayne: yea Juelz Santana: uhh uhh uhh uhh Lil Wayne: yea Juelz Santana: I cant feel my face, yea, I make the sound so beautiful, u did Lil
up Girl, he geeked up, girl, he geeked up Bitch I might be, bitch I might be Bitch I might be, bitch I might be East Atlanta slum, man, is where I come
think my, niggaz is soldiers I-I think my, bitches is gangstas I-I think my, niggaz is soldiers I-I think my, I-I think (HUT!) [Royce Da 5'9"] I get
you niggaz gon' learn it That some of these wars, at the point of no returnin Some of these boys, at the point of no concernin Some of these courts, at
't never scared (Northside) I ain't never scared (Southside) I ain't never scared (Eastside) I ain't never scared (Westside) Who am I? Bone Crusher, motherfucker AttenCHUN! Where my soldiers
Da, da, da, da, da, da Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes It's me again, baby, Timbaland And uh, we doin' somethin' like dis Hear the beat? Uh Say what? That
lost n da current how da dow flows Niggas call maybacks slow lows Nigga got da glock in da chocke hold I wont fold, 2 da cops 2 da po pos, yall hoes
Calio calio (lil' ya) I'm not that average one of them lil' niggas So let me clerify packin' a gat For real black because where I'm at it's do or die
Used to stay high and blunted, but all that had to stop Chick like me, be chasin after cops And they don't stop at my block after the Diallo shootin Soldiers
Ask Liz Check Ya Neck There Aint A Crook Like This From The City Where The Judge Throw The Book At Kids Burna In School In My Bookbag Hid, Talk Stupid At
Check Ya Neck There Aint A Crook Like This From The City Where The Judge Throw The Book At Kids Burna In School In My Bookbag Hid, Talk Stupid At Lunch
follow in hummer's, so ain't nothin' (Look!)17 ward is where I grew up at So where a busta nigga standin is where he blew up at I blew up that CMB so
grows up [Intro - Eminem - talking] + (Hailie) (*echo*) A ha Yeah C'mon, G-G-G-G-UNIT! Hailie (what?) Come here baby Bring daddy his Oscar (okay) Where
, so let's go get this paper Yeah when you look at us, just think about it We don't own nothin, if we get money, we got a lil' few dollars But our whole
show you how to ball nigga Gansta where yo pistol at Soldier where yo missile at Real niggas dont do subliminal Twitter That Lil Boi stop it Dirt Gang