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"Master P"
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"Master P"
"Master P"
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Every soldier got a story to tellI done been through it all Don't ask the way I shoot 'cuz I done shot (Uhh) Put a tank on my block Fiend gone get the scene hot Greens and rocks Burnin' flesh Have you ever smelled nigga? Been taped up, ready to die from mail niggasStraight goin' to hell but livin' the dirty, dirty Havin' yah mama worry that I was gonna hurt yeah Tired of bein' blast at, but didn't cast that I done asked for my life, and right there was laughed at But when I back tracked, hammer's back, got some blast back Told 'em to cast that, take these rounds and add that But fact is you don't fuckin' choose yo' wars Or be like me muthafucka and do it with two gunsCheck my war wounds (Uhh) My war wounds (Uhh) Every soldier got a story to tellCheck my war wounds (Uhh) My war wounds (Uhh) Every soldier got a story to tellCheck my war wounds (Uhh) My war wounds (Uhh) Every soldier got a story to tellMy adversaries get popped, got me runnin' from cops The ghetto life be a dime, got me carryin' two glocks My enemies is bad, chop limes and grass Drive-bys and rags and representin' red and blue flags See I got fools from the ghetto Like my cousin' Jimmy wear permanent metals My evidence is satus with hoes Bloody Polos, pullin' in car do's and cut up JabosCheck my war wounds (Uhh) My war wounds (Uhh) Every soldier got a story to tellCheck my war wounds (Uhh) My war wounds (Uhh) Every soldier got a story to tellI'm down tah blast for my homies And cash for my homies Even if I'm old G, I'll be down to ride and die If the hood call me That's why I be hustin' every day Could you imagine me with no stash? Like a bank with no cash Tryna drive a car with no gasAnd fuck one day with no tag Shotgun with no class Window with no glass Or all you girls with no ass See I'm a risky rider, Calliope crawler A down south hustler Plus a head buster from New Orleans See I gotta be a paid nigga, a made niggaBe the nigga to, bust yo' shit And the nigga tah be the grave digga See my tattoos reveal, some of the shit that I done did But the move of other niggas that 'bout it Feel the shit, I do just tah live See I been scared, popped at and shot at But I live an eye for eye So the enemies, I ain't forgot thatCheck my war wounds (Uhh) My war wounds (Uhh) Every soldier got a story to tellCheck my war wounds (Uhh) My war wounds (Uhh) Every soldier got a story to tellIt's real, shit's real check my war wounds This here real life, this ain't no fuckin' cartoons I'm the Saudi Arabian death, killin' veteran on the tube Either me or you right here Come back and hang out in my room I done shot my rifle, trained to kill Got blood on my fatiques Once you in ain't no turnin' back, lay yo' ass over seasMight as well handle your business There's no overcome to this shit Be on yo' Ps and Qs nigga Don't cry like no bitch You see a weak nigga, that's a beat nigga And fuck a stead nigga, that's a dead nigga Tell my mama not to worry 'bout me why I'm gone If I die bitch, box me up and ship me back homeBury me in the N.O. with my stripes on my chest Tell them muthafuckas that I did my best Middle finga pointin' sayin' fuck Iraq If you don't believe me check my combat packCheck my war wounds (Uhh) My war wounds (Uhh) Every soldier got a story to tellCheck my war wounds (Uhh) My war wounds (Uhh) Every soldier got a story to tellCheck my war wounds (Uhh) My war wounds (Uhh) Every soldier got a story to tellI got a muthafuckin' story to tell Nigga (Nigga what?) A muthafuckin' story to tell (What?) Fool, I got a muthafuckin' story tah tell And every nigga in the jail cell knows it well I shank niggas, bank niggas, do mo' fo' show Seven cluckas, fake dough Stayin' way cut throatI hang out, slang out, at hotel rooms Up all night gettin' in gun fights I strike my hood on the wall Sippin' eight ball, east side, rollin' dubs Call me big Snoop Dogg Follow me and you'll see how G's move It's written on my face I takes my war woundsBeen around drama since me and my mama Use to listen to oldies that's why I'm so old G Look, when half of you niggas couldn't come outside When ya'll was learnin' how tah sing I was learnin' how tah bang and ride Fo' sho' bro, I told yah Ima gangsta soldier, blowin' doja What a story tah tell
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