Lyrics Royce da 5'9"

Royce da 5'9"

Soldier's Story

We're in a situation, where everybody involved knows the stakes

(What up Reef) We're soldier's

Soldiers don't go to hell, it's war

I'm horse-back on the drums, from the kick to the snare

Get them shits in the air, shit is fixin' to flair

Spit on the beat, wrap it and ship it

Put it out, shit on the streets, that's me

Bust you in yo shit, and tell you don't you ever

That's me, I need respect, don't you better

That's me, chrome berretta, in the waistline

Of my own get up, I'm gone and still goin'

That's me, you hear a pop and see a drop, I'm comin'

That's me, when everybody on ya block is runnin'

That's me, wit the rocks that could block the sun in

The glock that I got, got a box it come in

I'm like the fear, that Biggie and Pac is comin' (Uh)

The reason why them baller boys cop them onions

That's me, five to the nine doo rag be tied to the side

You could either ride with it or die

Groom, yeah now you know a soldier's comin'

He came right into yo hood, and he sold you somethin'

He spit, wit a frozen flow, and he told you somethin'

I think I hear a soldier's comin', that's me

Groom, yeah now you know a soldier's comin'

You better run for it, run for it, run

Yeah now you know a soldier's comin'

You better run for it, run for it, run

We soldier's, (We) bats, (We) chains

(We) gats, (We) game, (We) raps, (We) names

We soldier's, in the streets we keep heat

Niggas is deep, and niggas'll creep, creep

Far from what you would call soft, you competing

What you would fall off, I'm beef, you call off

That's me, the one that you supposedly beef wit

That's me, we fought, but you kept it a secret

Talking bout what you gon' do when you find me and keep seeing me (Uh)

Lying like you dying to catch me, and put three in me (Uh)

Told him cut the jokes, but I guessed that he wasn't hearin' me (Uh)

Convince his self that he wan't fearing me

My niggas all killers, from the bottom straight to the top

Ride wit me rather know they destination or not

That's me, the baddest rap you heard in a while

Ride with the gat in the lap, convertible style

That's me, the killer that lurk in the dark

Tear up ya goddamn hood, from the church to the park

Groom, motherfucker, you hear that noise

You better run for it, run for it, run

Groom, yeah now you know a soldier's comin'

He came right into yo hood, and he sold you somethin'

He spit, wit a frozen flow, and he told you somethin'

I think I hear a soldier's comin', that's me

Groom, yeah now you know a soldier's comin'

You better run for it, run for it, run

Yeah now you know a soldier's comin'

You better run for it, run for it, run

Nothin' but underground shit, comin' out of my pump

Decade funk from a punk, comin' out of my trunk (Uh)

Everybody want to thug, wit them triggers they pullin'

Be shootin' pip-pip guns, that ain't as big as my bullets

Live from Detroit comin', to a block near you (Uh)

Real soon, somebody might get popped near you (Uh)

All you want to do is rap, I'll be listening right

After flippin' a bit difference, between a clip and a mic

I'ma soldier (Soldier) cool as I want to be

Gun totin', talkin' to hoes, rude as I want to be

Who wants some of me, this is no problem

That I can't fix, I got a tool that I brung wit me (Uh)

Hardcore niggas your nothin' (Uh)

Ben Franklin run this motherfucker, and in God I trust him (Uh)

If you ever see my guns out, I'm probly bustin'

Why you niggas ridin' and dying, I'll be truckin'

Groom, yeah now you know a soldier's comin'

He came right into yo hood, and he sold you somethin'

He spit, wit a frozen flow, and he told you somethin'

I think I hear a soldier's comin', that's me

Groom, yeah now you know a soldier's comin'

You better run for it, run for it, run

Yeah now you know a soldier's comin'

You better run for it, run for it, run

We soldier's, (We) bats, (We) chains

(We) gats, (We) game, (We) raps, (We) names

We soldier's, in the streets we keep heat

Niggas is deep, and niggas'll creep, creep

Uh, uh, uh, uh

Royce Nickel nine, two thousand

Big Reef, uh

Beef, we soldier's, we follow codes, orders

(Soldier's they justify everything that you do)