Soldier Till I Die lyrics

by

Snoop Dogg


DIG:

Them b*tch n*ggas hollar soldier this and soldier that
But No Limit put that soldier sh*t on the map
You n*ggas hollar soldier this and soldier that
But No Limit put that soldier sh*t on the map
Them b*tch n*ggas hollar soldier this and soldier that
But No Limit put that soldier sh*t on the map
Them b*tch n*ggas hollar soldier this and soldier that
But No Limit put that soldier sh*t on the map

Verse 1

I hit the street with my soldier fatigues, stand with my heat
I play this game for keeps and watch you b*tch n*ggas bleed, ya heard me
I'm that D-I-G n*gga from the third ya dig
f*ck around with me and you get that ass served ya dig
Smoked like herb ya dig, ya heard me b*tch
I'm a give it to you raw and letcha burn ya dig
Ya learn ya dig, this is what you earn ya dig
Now you know the word ya dig, No Limit Soldiers b*tch

Chours:

Master P/(Magic)
I'm a soldier till the day that I die (what)
I'm a soldier till the day that I die (ya heard me)
I'm a soldier till the day that I die (what)
I'm a soldier till the day that I die (ya heard me)
I'm a soldier till the day that I die (what)
I'm a soldier till the day that I die (ya heard me)
I'm a soldier till the day that I die (what)
I'm a soldier till the day that I die
Verse 2 (Magic)

b*tch I'm a motherf*cking soldier till the day that I die
Come, get a little closer, see the tank in my eyes
Man you b*tch n*ggas don't worry me
You screaming soldier but you fake n*ggas are wannabe's
Yall don't wanna f*ck with me
For real, n*gga take this soldier sh*t serious
I hope you n*ggas are hearing us, yall n*ggas are fearing us
Who started this, n*gga we started this sh*t
Work hard for the Colonel, work hard for this b*tch
You from the hood and you's a soldier
But if you ain't that false claiming sh*t is over
You phony, I heard you snitching to them po-po's
Boy you ain't no soldier, give it up to all them broke hoes
Boy you ain't no soldier, you actin jiggy with your yay n*gga
Boy you ain't no soldier, but you gonna get your day n*gga
Boy you ain't no soldier, I'm from the ninth ward where we real to this sh*t
We only taking what belong to us b*tch
Cause we motherf*cking soldiers

Chorus:

Master P/(Magic)
I'm a soldier till the day that I die (what)
I'm a soldier till the day that I die (ya heard me)
I'm a soldier till the day that I die (what)
I'm a soldier till the day that I die (ya heard me)
I'm a soldier till the day that I die (what)
I'm a soldier till the day that I die (ya heard me)
I'm a soldier till the day that I die (what)
We soldiers till the day that we die (ya heard me)
Verse 3 (Master P)

Ha ha, what's up to all them motherf*cking soldiers out there?
What's up Cash Money n*gga
We feeling yall n*ggas
n*ggas think we beefing n*gga but it's realer then this
There's too much money for everyone to get
What's up DMX n*gga, ha ha
Jay-Z, So So Def, motherf*cking Suave House
Them all n*ggas soldiers
Motherf*cking Rap-A-Lot, yall n*ggas soldiers
What's up Mack-10 n*gga, Cube, E-Feezy, ha ha
Bone, yall n*ggas soldiers
To the north, to the south, to the east
And all yall real n*ggas and real b*tches in the west, represent
This song here is only dedicated to the real motherf*ckers
Treal motherf*ckers
Fake soldiers, n*gga might take yall stripes and yall guns
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