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Soldier B

Protect Your Head

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[Intro - talking]Yeah, it`s 2003 ya feel meSoldier B, fresh outta CamillaOn this Camilla albumWatch out for these crooked cops and these hatersCause they want your headSo protect yourself, as well as your loved onesYeah, yeah, turn it up, turn it upYeah, yeah, turn it up[Verse 1]Better hide some straight to protect your headCause they flamin, aimin them green doted infa redsBlood shed, cause of these haters, fakers, and these bustersWe real thugs, the G, V and ten got hustlersAnd them monsters, nothin but some hard hittersRich figures, bustin killer, straight wig splittersIf you want us boy, you better come and get usCause we ain`t slippin, tipsy off a gallon of HennyLeave shots all up in your back in `emSo when your fallin, shots rippin out your cop billyCome through the ceiling, hollow tips, bustin through bricksEdge the clips, teflons and big slugsOld guns protectin their head from young bugsLike us, and now your sold and turn to dustAll because you protect your head off a repercussionWatch out for a young hustler that`s out there bustinProtect your head[Chorus] - 2XBetter hide some straight to protect your headCause them vest is, I`m gettin tell you, you gonna wind up deadBlood shed, ain`t got no name on them teflonsSteppin stones`ll put soldiers all around your homeProtect your dome[Verse 2]Better hide some straight to protect your headCause that hot lead aimin there for your foreheadBuck shots red, havin you scared, duckin, runnin Young hustlers ain`t playin, they payin real moneyThey have you wait on Sunday and get moved on MondayThen go to London, chillin with a bundle of honeysThat`s how they runnin, mandatory no chest shotsJust takin braids, bald heads and bald spotsThem head shots, leavin ya dead on the spotProtect they head, less they get no propsOn burnt blocks, watchin out for crooked copsAnd burnt blocks, protectin my girl from head shotsI`m hot, hot[Chorus][Verse 3]Better hide some straight to protect your headThat`s what I said, haters yeah, they want us deadBut I ain`t mad, over somethin they never hadBut who`s the last, everybody they gettin blastedHellish bastard, mamas` cryin, they close casketsIf you drastic, rock sheets and black plasticBustas is scandalous, pushin some dimesI`m in back, with some fine tangSo for me I hate gettin active, hustlin and rappinOne guy ask if he could smoke my ashes and I ain`t laughinInfiltrators they out there craftin, protectin familiesNo wonder them haters wanna blast me, but they can`t find meEyes shinin leavin ya blinded, criminal mindedAll black, creepin in silence, the world is mineHustlers rhymin and big timin, protect your mindLord tryna show us a sign (sign), we all dyin (dyin)Lord tryna show us a sign (sign), we all dyin (dyin)[Chorus] - 4X

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