Soldiers
Be all you can be
This No Limit s**t tho...
We in this for life
This not just a job baby
This an adventure, ya heard me?

Chorus:
Now if you real, keep it real
But if you fake, then you phony
Ni**a
Go join the navy,
You can`t f**k with this army

[Master P]
I gave a couple ni**az some tanks and I want `em back
Ni**a sent me some beats...But I don`t want that
In `89 I had a Benz, you ain`t had a buck
I bought your only f**kin house, and your first f**kin truck
You pawn your rolley boy?
Oh...you doin` bad?
Stop trickin` to them hoes, and you wouldn`t be on your ass
Now when times got hard
You ran your mouth like a bitch
Sold your soul to the devil, when you ran with other cliques
You ain`t no soldier boy
Take that tat off your stomach
Ni**a talkin` bout he love me
But bitch you love my money
Now if greed come between me and my ni**az
May god bless his soul
And I hope he forgive me

Chorus

[Silkk The Shocker]
These fake ni**az gon` fall off
We gonna be around for a minute
Thats why ni**az, shoot shots and run
We stick around and finish
Now...see me dogg?
I`m around to win it
And I don`t f**k around with you ni**az
Stop step the f**k away from around my Bentley
I`m bought to blow off these fake ni**az head
Sayin` "whats wrong with Slim?"
Them ni**az fake P
That`s why theres no f**kin` songs with them
We put our money together
Just like we started with crack
We let a couple ni**az shine
We bought to take it back
You know its mic`s now ni**a
We started with gats
Let a ni**a play me on the streets
So dogg, I ain`t gonna start with this rap
Gonna let them fake ni**az go
Thats how we gonna settle down
If we hustle we stil be rich bitch...if we never rap

Chorus

P talking till the end of the song