Текст песни Dubee a.k.a. Sugawolf Pimp - Soldiers Only
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Yeah though, deezie, off the heezie, straight up off the hundred blockMark ass bitch you know crestsider in the motherfucking doorRepresentin 100% real niggas, is you feelin`(is you feelin`)[Verse One] DubeeI bring what`s righteous through a time of holocaustLace game, then bust they mental and pay the costNow picture this, just remeniss the brother with the jheri curlShakin them scary girls, gone in a merry worldWasn`t trippin` off democrats or repub-u-licanSteady trickin` off my tax sales but time kept tickin`I reckon` my intelect got deep off in these streetsAnd that nine millimete was just precautional heat, so peepThis here will freak your mental, like a dentalAnd proceed to cop the chop and fuck the block is fundamentalAnd a rental was runnin` around a corner was on aWhole other page in life a nigga could`ve been a gonnerTime reaveled and a nigga still had to get sharperBring in that cold and trippin` shit and I really doubt that a barberCan fade me literally or metaphoricallyAnd if I catch you hawkin` me then my response will be[chorus]I can`t tell you why they be phonySo I keep game air tight, soldiers onlyCause we be lethal ghetto peopleShakin` them kilo you need to know, stackin more chips than renoYou know (you know)[Verse Two]Man not a matter a hand so detrimentalParental guidance on the label and it all be consequentialYoung mental, want to soak it up like bounty or this`ll beShove and throb it in your grill, I knew your ass wouldn`t risk itThis get deep as abyss with hits like heat seekersThey don`t miss bound like a clinched fist ghetto verbalistGamble take a risk but most gon` spectateCan`t step off in the game leave a footprint and then shakeI`ll bake workin fiends for a bank with a jaw shot verballyPut it down and the word will be that ain`t no servin` heThe turf dog, hog with pongsServin` the game so suculent like prohms cause I`mThe nigga with the verbal lashin`, smashin` niggas in this hemisphereKickin` in the door just to let them know I`m in this hereYour business here is to soak game and all infoFrom your playa potna kinfolks that`s why I choke on indo[Chorus][Verse Three]I`m the enlightener boss game bustin` out the seamsEliminatin` undistoted information laced in the streetsMy league of nations still chasin` searchin` for screwsFools in the gae of life man, but livin` bruisedScratch your noodle it`s fuedle waistline contrabandWith a nickel plate in his hand skeemin` on a few grandIt really ain`t nothing new but it`s a all to common siteEvery state every block in all hours of the nightThug heart niggas holler fuck the worldBald heads, fades, braids, perms, and jerri curlsBetter hurl teflon in the name of the pocket nationStart bracin` yourself for the verbal altercationReplacin` game representatives throughout parts of the regionFor reasons them niggas is blessed fiendin` on how we breatin`Decievin` terminologies never obscure we raw, real, rugged, potent, and pure[Chorus 2x]