What's up niggas and bitches. My legacy'll live on Mystikal Unpredictable Born 2 Be a Soldier [Intro Master P] What's up niggas and bitches. The niggas be marchin in the land camp Lyrics for Born 2 Be a Soldier by Mystikal. The ghetto. (Silkk) [Mystikal] Ah, ATTEN! No Limit soldiers throwin grenades! I'll never change in the purple rain I was born to be a soldier! Black, my M-16, is black bitch (Mac) Fools run they trap, soldiers bust caps It's the muthafuckin kisarme. (Master P) Enemies retire, and the bigger go up, till my gun show up Go, go go go, the future caliber Im'a introduce y'all to the muthafuckin, Muthafuckas don't you move I got what is takes to make your ass feel (?) No LVE's, no MRE's Pops gave me the game, bout to bag a feel (Mystikal) I was born to be a soldier! Release Date November 11, 1997. Blow them soldiers, told ya, and that's it See, these evil thoughts, they was scarred into our muthafuckin souls from these wars, the streets, the ghetto, the hood. Candy painted hummer, triple gold D's I'll never die, camoflauge in my vein But see, I set my shit off like a punt (Go, T, Go) Punk your ass like a sac bitch Bringin bags and weed And even when I'm dead and gone (Mystikal) I was born to be a soldier! My ghetto antics, my ghetto tactics Battle kicked advil, niggas load they carriages Put the gat in my face, I never squeal, nigga keep it real See, these evil thoughts, they was scarred into our muthafuckin souls from these wars, the streets, the ghetto, the hood. (Intro (Master P)) Son of a bitch, arsonist, house burglarer I came out the muthafuckin womb, niggas wanna combat tank The ghetto. We attack like the Men in Black My name manifest pain, I'm a soldier We was all born to be soldiers. (Chorus X 3) 1. Yeah, I keep a gat bitch (?) And them fake niggas hate, so I started different ways I'm Silkk the Shocker, I snatch your ass like a muthafuckin duck Bout to rip your (?) It's No Limit, Master P. one of the hardest liuetenants on the tank, Mystikal. (Mystikal) We changin clothes, when the po po's chase We was all born to be soldiers. Niggas are fuckin, slanging them trees Unpredictable Mystikal. [Mystikal] I was born to be a soldier! We was all born to be soldiers. More on Genius "Born 2 Be A Soldier" Track Info. at the gun range, cause I'll bring pain one of the hardest liuetenants on the tank, Mystikal. I smack quick, stick another gat nigga to your ass and acrobatic (Chorus X 8), Writer(s): Craig Stephen Lawson, V. Miller, Mckinley Phipps, You will get 3 free months if you haven't already used an Apple Music free trial, Made with love & passion in Italy. Muthafuckas don't you move The colonel don't play about tha tank Scarred from this, so all the armies now go hide Narrow with the bass, got them hoes all in my face I'm ready to bust keys, niggas I'm from New Orleans About face, salute! Of broken no seed in the botton pockets of my fatigues Been there, done most before the sun rose I react quick For lunatics who be feelin this shit (Chorus X 4) Tell I'ma soldier, by the way I talk Why would a muthafucka who ain't TRU laugh at old shoot Ah, ATTEN! Bitch, I'm a soldier! (Mystikal) Ah, ATTEN! Weapons on the mayor of the cash cause I know character (Master P) The ghetto. (Chorus X 7) (Master P) Bitch, I'm a soldier! Assassin, soldier, sniper, murderer No Limit soldiers, the world blow up! See, don't come stunt and don't try to front We bout it, eyes on our CREAM cause we rowdy Tatoo me on your arm and tell niggas he got his rhyme on (Chorus X 4) It's No Limit, Master P. Im'a introduce y'all to the muthafuckin, one of the hardest liuetenants on the tank, Mystikal. [Chorus: X 7] [Master P] Bitch, I'm a soldier! I got your ground troops runnin from INCOMING! Money in the bank, make niggas thank Tell I'ma soldier, by the way I march (Right, left, left) Bitch, I'm a soldier! If you found mistakes, please help us by correcting them. They was scarred into our muthafuckin souls from these wars, I put on my camoflauge nigga, straight up my fuckin boot One of the hardest liuetenants on the tank, Mystikal. See, these evil thoughts, I got what is takes to make your ass feel (?) War fatigues, playing live chess games with the chain Lil Fiend live by the soldiers creed The war from this, is that Fiend was born from this Hoo! The streets, the ghetto, the hood. (Fiend) Enjoyed everywhere. But niggas are put to rest, but got them right tatted on my chest The ghetto. But we kill our enemies, and drive humvees! It's the muthafuckin kisarme. Fools die a million deaths, solider dies once When I'm playing survival games, that's why I sport a vest I was born to drop phat shit [Mystikal] I was born to be a soldier! Born, to be, a muthafuckin soldier I was best on my recon, started harm and dis (Chorus X 5) You react, if you got a gat Cause the crime design, stay from nine to five Strictly, heavy artillery, calm and gunnin They gon die in New Orleans (Chorus X 7) (Master P) Bitch, I'm a soldier! We was all born to be soldiers. Hoo! Put that on my gold keys, my gat, and my blunt (Chorus X 7) I was born to be a soldier! (Mystikal) (?) We roll, I said we roll like a muthafuckin blunt Bitch we ghetto soldiers, the streets is what made us! We was all born to be soldiers. At ease when we rap, salute cause we strapped See, these evil thoughts, they was scarred into our muthafuckin souls from these wars, the streets, the ghetto, the hood. vest, split your capita Murder murder kill killin and shit that I spit Nigga what? Hoo! You don't wanna rest in this parade

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