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SoldiersBe all you can beThis no limit shit tho...We in this for lifeThis not just a job babyThis an adventure, ya heard me? Chorus:Now if you real, keep it realBut if you fake, then you phonyNiggaGo join the navy,You can't fuck with this army[master p]I gave a couple niggaz some tanks and I want 'em backNigga sent me some beats...but I don't want thatIn '89 I had a benz, you ain't had a buckI bought your only fuckin house, and your first fuckin truckYou pawn your rolley boy? Oh...you doin' bad? Stop trickin' to them hoes, and you wouldn't be on your assNow when times got hardYou ran your mouth like a bitchSold your soul to the devil, when you ran with other cliquesYou ain't no soldier boyTake that tat off your stomachNigga talkin' bout he love meBut bitch you love my moneyNow if greed come between me and my niggazMay God bless his soulAnd I hope he forgive meChorus[Silkk the shocker]These fake niggaz gon' fall offWe gonna be around for a minuteThats why niggaz, shoot shots and runWe stick around and finishNow...see me dogg? I'm around to win itAnd I don't fuck around with you niggazStop step the fuck away from around my bentleyI'm bought to blow off these fake niggaz headSayin' what's wrong with slim? Them niggaz fake pThat's why theres no fuckin' songs with themWe put our money togetherJust like we started with crackWe let a couple niggaz shineWe bought to take it backYou know it's mic's now niggaWe started with gatsLet a nigga play me on the streetsSo dogg, I ain't gonna start with this rapGonna let them fake niggaz goThats how we gonna settle downIf we hustle we stil be rich bitch...if we never rapChorusP talking till the end of the song

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