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(feat. Swoop G, Lil' C-Style) [Tha Realest] I hit the murder scene, bringin matches and gasoline I soaked the fuckin body scene, I'm gleam, heard em scream I'm so sick when I dream of shit Me and Swoop G on some Westside dolo shit Murder for hire, bitch still peelin the baddest before Ain't no soldiers takin orders, niggas bringin the noise Release my frustration, my adversaries can't capture me I do my dirton the solo then hit the Pacific seas So all I scream is "nigga", fuck chocolate candy gleams, so understand it I gave too much love to a nigga that's underhanded If things go the way I planned it I have this nigga's ass six feet deep and them Junior Nike's stranded Landed off a ghetto bird, I hit the hood Give me love, nigga what's the word? I'm so absurd It's easy bein a soldier, nigga fuck what they told ya Murderin them bastards, no one lives to get older It ain't easy [Chorus: Tha Realest] It's easy bein a soldier when there ain't no war You niggas screamin as bitches but we know where they are Who can I call in my time of need? Letras de cancionesMy real soldiers down to make you motherfuckers bleed, eternally It's easy bein a soldier when there ain't no war You niggas screamin as bitches but we know where they are Who can I call in my time of need? My real soldiers down to make you motherfuckers bleed, it's M.O.B. [Swoop G] We on some get money shit, robbin, duct tape ya like a mummy shit Cocaine dealer shit, anything to get the money quick Huh, we out for it, twenty bitches out-whore it Ten of em married with kids but they niggas ain't knowin Now she'd die for me, piece of the pie and hit the sky for me Get on the stand, testify, the whole nine for me Obviously I'm here to make this here my dynasty Blast like I was in heat and shine like a dime piece My girlfriend say I got a big ass dick but two picks and razor blades is what I'm fuckin you with I roll doe, forget where you from, to let the world know you a faker Actor-slash-rapper-slash-studio gangsta Don't make me take this rappin shit to another level Have you niggas runnin scared, swearin I was the devil When this is hell so there's no one for you to tell It's easy bein a soldier til you hit the warfare [Chorus] [Lil' C-Style] When I was young I use ta wanna be a drug dealer Never had no dreams of bein no motherfuckin rapper nigga A little youngster with a hard head I wrote my first first rap with Snoop, talkin bout Half-Dead That's why we axed your bitch ass from The Pound You know they talk about ya and ya still hang around with the Death Row known gang, Snoop Dogg switched gangs Talk about the Eastside, ??? ??? the rules, mayn on how you do that dirt, witcha long hurt Bang out dirt, but in the hood you straight skirt Shiit, I'm on a low-profile, with my paper stackin Ridin shotgun with the homies gettin blasted What's crackin? Claimin you's the big OG Can't come to LBC or on 19th Street Cold thing about it, I use ta have straight love I shoulda ran up in your bitch when I knew I could fuck But the pussy ain't nuttin but a hold in me and nigga, fuck Snoop Dogg and Master P [Outro: Tha Realest talking over top of chorus] Hahahahaha See how we do it on this Death Row shit niggas Motherfuckers, ain't no shit even goin on and y'all think you some motherfuckin soldiers We're the real ridahs, Death Row Westside MOB shit niggas The real major business in this motherfucker and get Swoop G and Lil' C-Style in this motherfucker right here [????] motherfuckin MOB niggas Chocolate Bandit, haha, we're gonna get in touch wit your bitch ass when we get in touch Believe you nigga You asked for the wrong thang nigga, hahahaha We ride, me and my Last Supper niggas, my twin niggas, my terror twin Haha, young dudes he can't even rinse niggas ever known Diablo fightin them niggas in this motherfucker, hahahaha Velace House in this motherfucker nigga Tha real MOB shit Big Simon in this motherfucker RIGHT!! Hahahahahahahaha Who can I call in my time of need? My real soldiers nigga When there ain't no war... From Letras Mania