[00:00.33]TalkingChorus-
[00:04.41]DJ Paul-(8x)
[00:16.62]I'd rather die a soldier
[00:22.17]Than mother****ers live a coward(Lord Infamous)
[00:24.84]Bullets are spittin' alright
[00:25.77]I will let the metal slide
[00:26.73]I'm layin wit' late at nite
[00:27.42]The hindus state you will die
[00:31.74]I know you lay petrified
[00:32.52]Cause Infamous set you right
[00:33.42]Wit' shotguns and falsty knives
[00:34.17]That blow you clear out of sight
[00:34.98]You're wit' all your might
[00:35.52]Your conscious is stayin' by
[00:36.42]You all in that sacrifice
[00:37.08]I'm going off ignified
[00:37.71]The rope round yo' neck is tight
[00:38.52]You pop out your mother****ing knives
[00:40.32]And that way you'll never cry,never cry(Lachat)
[00:43.59]Now mother****ers how you gonna act like
[00:44.55]You didn't mother****ed up
[00:45.60]So accept the fact
[00:46.17]How many times you've been warned
[00:47.16]It's murder when ya mother**** wit'
[00:48.57]ChatDon't need your sorrow or your pity
[00:50.37]Should've thought before you did it
[00:51.27]Ash to ash and dust to dust
[00:51.87]Ya'll rest in space
[00:52.41]You know Chat when a mother****er run on up
[00:55.59]Yeah youse a great mother****er
[00:57.96]Just letting you know got thoughts of red
[00:59.04]Oh,no remorse
[00:59.49]I buck you down wit' da .44
[01:00.18]Never see my cowards
[01:00.75]I got too much pride to let it ride
[01:01.53]My mother****er it's whatever
[01:02.40]We can buck it out til ???
[01:03.30]Chorus-8x(Project Pat)
[01:03.66]Comin' like a duck a
[01:04.20]You know I came for trouble
[01:05.25]Some thug wit' the crosser
[01:05.82]Hollow let a bust a
[01:13.29]The hood for da money
[01:17.70]Comin' from a junkie
[01:18.42]Yo' nose kinda runny
[01:19.35]You feel like a mummy
[01:19.86]Yo' car gets a crummy
[01:25.26]But mine's gettin' phatter
[01:31.65]Yo' lips gettin' black a
[01:35.73]To me it don't matter
[01:36.60]Ya pay whatch owe a
[01:36.87]Pla-ya fashoa
[01:37.29]True mentality of a ghetto soldier(T-Rock)
[01:40.77]Don't never get next to me
[01:42.33]Although platinum thuggin' is my pedigree
[01:44.40]I calculate my weapons,to killin' is my recipe
[01:47.73]Bless it be my militant
[01:48.39]Memphis when in jeapordy
[01:50.43]Testin' me
[01:51.15]I blast him in the opens like sesame
[01:52.29]West it be a much bigger man than what they measure me
[01:53.85]My mother and my rifle are my only 2 treacheries
[01:55.38]Best believe a singular shot you plead heavily
[01:56.43]Never breathe
[01:56.88]I guess a casket was his destiny
[01:58.08]Chorus-8x(Crunchy Black)
[01:59.73]I got a problem
[02:00.12]Money dividends gotta solve'em
[02:01.80]I heard you mother****ers they out to rob man
[02:03.60]I can't let'em get me bro
[02:05.04]I can't let'em get me
[02:05.79]No I gotta stand ten toes
[02:07.05]I gotta keep a strap on me
[02:08.49]I gotta make sure no phone dead catch me cornered
[02:10.05]Out here on that streetlife
[02:10.74]I'd rather die a soldier than a coward any night(Gangsta Boo)
[02:14.70]How you wanna do it
[02:15.36]How you wanna take it
[02:15.87]You gon' wake up naked in the bed wit' satan
[02:16.83]Shakin',wakin' up and mother****er
[02:18.15]Mother****er I betcha when the tech be pointed at ya
[02:22.71]Maybe you will catch a mother****ing bullet
[02:24.36]Never pistol platin' never bent
[02:25.68]Mother****er I'd rather be soldier than a coward any day
[02:30.45]Mother****er I'd rather smoke a hydro watch my cash flowanyway
[02:32.10]Call me Gangsta,
[02:43.02]Gangsta never ****ed me thank ya
[02:46.59]If you ain't no man,wit' no cheese and some bitches who knew me(MC Mack)
[02:48.90]Cm Mack contemplating,waiting for another mother****er to slip
[02:51.93]I'm sippin' on the verve
[02:52.47]That's where
[02:52.68]I stay try wit' those pistol grips
[02:54.27]I never ever come up short
[02:54.99]When it's time to jack a rudypoo
[02:55.74]Just place the thangs up to his brain(Gunshot sounds)
[02:57.00]Mother****er, I'm
[02:57.45]MC Mack,I close yo' shop
[02:57.96]Trick you done found out
[02:58.86]I'd rather go out like soldoer
[02:59.88]Then even ****in' off wit' you cowards
[03:01.29]Come up on me,run up on me
[03:06.93]Bitches like you got some Anna
[03:08.04]Play that role like you so buck
[03:08.91]And Kamikaze gonna find ya
[03:10.05]They better remind ya(Scanman)
[03:10.77]Kamikaze start mother****er
[03:12.12]Why mother****ers Don't play me mother****er
[03:13.65]I don't give a ****
[03:14.04]Test if you wanna mother****er
[03:17.07]Slugs gonna hit ya mother****er
[03:18.69]Leave you in a gutter mother****er
[03:20.19]Police ain't gon' find me mother****er
[03:21.69]Cause I'm long gone nogga
[03:23.34]Should've listen to me mother****er
[03:25.05]Told ya I'm a testin' mother****er
[03:26.10]We gon' leave you dead mother****er
[03:30.42]Called on by the
[03:30.72]ScanmanWe be like whatever mother****er
[03:31.95]Whoop ya Kaizie style mother****er
[03:35.10]If you want us come get us
[03:39.18]Come bring it to the camp mother****er
[03:41.73]AllHypnotize
[03:42.30]C-A-M-P Posse-4x

TalkingChorus-
DJ Paul-(8x)
I'd rather die a soldier
Than mother****ers live a coward(Lord Infamous)
Bullets are spittin' alright
I will let the metal slide
I'm layin wit' late at nite
The hindus state you will die
I know you lay petrified
Cause Infamous set you right
Wit' shotguns and falsty knives
That blow you clear out of sight
You're wit' all your might
Your conscious is stayin' by
You all in that sacrifice
I'm going off ignified
The rope round yo' neck is tight
You pop out your mother****ing knives
And that way you'll never cry,never cry(Lachat)
Now mother****ers how you gonna act like
You didn't mother****ed up
So accept the fact
How many times you've been warned
It's murder when ya mother**** wit'
ChatDon't need your sorrow or your pity
Should've thought before you did it
Ash to ash and dust to dust
Ya'll rest in space
You know Chat when a mother****er run on up
Yeah youse a great mother****er
Just letting you know got thoughts of red
Oh,no remorse
I buck you down wit' da .44
Never see my cowards
I got too much pride to let it ride
My mother****er it's whatever
We can buck it out til ???
Chorus-8x(Project Pat)
Comin' like a duck a
You know I came for trouble
Some thug wit' the crosser
Hollow let a bust a
The hood for da money
Comin' from a junkie
Yo' nose kinda runny
You feel like a mummy
Yo' car gets a crummy
But mine's gettin' phatter
Yo' lips gettin' black a
To me it don't matter
Ya pay whatch owe a
Pla-ya fashoa
True mentality of a ghetto soldier(T-Rock)
Don't never get next to me
Although platinum thuggin' is my pedigree
I calculate my weapons,to killin' is my recipe
Bless it be my militant
Memphis when in jeapordy
Testin' me
I blast him in the opens like sesame
West it be a much bigger man than what they measure me
My mother and my rifle are my only 2 treacheries
Best believe a singular shot you plead heavily
Never breathe
I guess a casket was his destiny
Chorus-8x(Crunchy Black)
I got a problem
Money dividends gotta solve'em
I heard you mother****ers they out to rob man
I can't let'em get me bro
I can't let'em get me
No I gotta stand ten toes
I gotta keep a strap on me
I gotta make sure no phone dead catch me cornered
Out here on that streetlife
I'd rather die a soldier than a coward any night(Gangsta Boo)
How you wanna do it
How you wanna take it
You gon' wake up naked in the bed wit' satan
Shakin',wakin' up and mother****er
Mother****er I betcha when the tech be pointed at ya
Maybe you will catch a mother****ing bullet
Never pistol platin' never bent
Mother****er I'd rather be soldier than a coward any day
Mother****er I'd rather smoke a hydro watch my cash flowanyway
Call me Gangsta,
Gangsta never ****ed me thank ya
If you ain't no man,wit' no cheese and some bitches who knew me(MC Mack)
Cm Mack contemplating,waiting for another mother****er to slip
I'm sippin' on the verve
That's where
I stay try wit' those pistol grips
I never ever come up short
When it's time to jack a rudypoo
Just place the thangs up to his brain(Gunshot sounds)
Mother****er, I'm
MC Mack,I close yo' shop
Trick you done found out
I'd rather go out like soldoer
Then even ****in' off wit' you cowards
Come up on me,run up on me
Bitches like you got some Anna
Play that role like you so buck
And Kamikaze gonna find ya
They better remind ya(Scanman)
Kamikaze start mother****er
Why mother****ers Don't play me mother****er
I don't give a ****
Test if you wanna mother****er
Slugs gonna hit ya mother****er
Leave you in a gutter mother****er
Police ain't gon' find me mother****er
Cause I'm long gone nogga
Should've listen to me mother****er
Told ya I'm a testin' mother****er
We gon' leave you dead mother****er
Called on by the
ScanmanWe be like whatever mother****er
Whoop ya Kaizie style mother****er
If you want us come get us
Come bring it to the camp mother****er
AllHypnotize
C-A-M-P Posse-4x