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Dig:



Them bitch niggas hollar soldier this and soldier that

But no limit put that soldier shit on the map

You niggas hollar soldier this and soldier that

But no limit put that soldier shit on the map

Them bitch niggas hollar soldier this and soldier that

But no limit put that soldier shit on the map

Them bitch niggas hollar soldier this and soldier that

But no limit put that soldier shit 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 bitch niggas bleed, ya heard me

Im that d-i-g nigga from the third ya dig

Fuck around with me and you get that ass served ya dig

Smoked like herb ya dig, ya heard me bitch

Im 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 bitch



Chours:



Master p/(magic)

Im a soldier till the day that I die (what)

Im a soldier till the day that I die (ya heard me)

Im a soldier till the day that I die (what)

Im a soldier till the day that I die (ya heard me)

Im a soldier till the day that I die (what)

Im a soldier till the day that I die (ya heard me)

Im a soldier till the day that I die (what)

Im a soldier till the day that I die



Verse 2 (magic)



Bitch Im a motherfucking soldier till the day that I die

Come, get a little closer, see the tank in my eyes

Man you bitch niggas dont worry me

You screaming soldier but you fake niggas are wannabes

Yall dont wanna fuck with me

For real, nigga take this soldier shit serious

I hope you niggas are hearing us, yall niggas are fearing us

Who started this, nigga we started this shit

Work hard for the colonel, work hard for this bitch

You from the hood and yous a soldier

But if you aint that false claiming shit is over

You phony, I heard you snitching to them po-pos

Boy you aint no soldier, give it up to all them broke hoes

Boy you aint no soldier, you actin jiggy with your yay nigga

Boy you aint no soldier, but you gonna get your day nigga

Boy you aint no soldier, Im from the ninth ward where we real to this shit

We only taking what belong to us bitch

Cause we motherfucking soldiers



Chorus:



Master p/(magic)

Im a soldier till the day that I die (what)

Im a soldier till the day that I die (ya heard me)

Im a soldier till the day that I die (what)

Im a soldier till the day that I die (ya heard me)

Im a soldier till the day that I die (what)

Im a soldier till the day that I die (ya heard me)

Im 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, whats up to all them motherfucking soldiers out there?

Whats up cash money nigga.

We feeling yall niggas.

Niggas think we beefing nigga but its realer then this.

Theres too much money for everyone to get.

Whats up dmx nigga, ha ha.

Jay-z, so so def, motherfucking suave house.

Them all niggas soldiers.

Motherfucking rap-a-lot, yall niggas soldiers.

Whats up mack-10 nigga, cube, e-feezy, ha ha.

Bone, yall niggas soldiers.

To the north, to the south, to the east.

And all yall real niggas and real bitches in the west, represent.

This song here is only dedicated to the real motherfuckers.

Treal motherfuckers.

Fake soldiers, nigga might take yall stripes and yall guns.

Dig:



Them bitch niggas hollar soldier this and soldier that

But no limit put that soldier shit on the map

You niggas hollar soldier this and soldier that

But no limit put that soldier shit on the map

Them bitch niggas hollar soldier this and soldier that

But no limit put that soldier shit on the map

Them bitch niggas hollar soldier this and soldier that

But no limit put that soldier shit 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 bitch niggas bleed, ya heard me

Im that d-i-g nigga from the third ya dig

Fuck around with me and you get that ass served ya dig

Smoked like herb ya dig, ya heard me bitch

Im 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 bitch



Chours:



Master p/(magic)

Im a soldier till the day that I die (what)

Im a soldier till the day that I die (ya heard me)

Im a soldier till the day that I die (what)

Im a soldier till the day that I die (ya heard me)

Im a soldier till the day that I die (what)

Im a soldier till the day that I die (ya heard me)

Im a soldier till the day that I die (what)

Im a soldier till the day that I die



Verse 2 (magic)



Bitch Im a motherfucking soldier till the day that I die

Come, get a little closer, see the tank in my eyes

Man you bitch niggas dont worry me

You screaming soldier but you fake niggas are wannabes

Yall dont wanna fuck with me

For real, nigga take this soldier shit serious

I hope you niggas are hearing us, yall niggas are fearing us

Who started this, nigga we started this shit

Work hard for the colonel, work hard for this bitch

You from the hood and yous a soldier

But if you aint that false claiming shit is over

You phony, I heard you snitching to them po-pos

Boy you aint no soldier, give it up to all them broke hoes

Boy you aint no soldier, you actin jiggy with your yay nigga

Boy you aint no soldier, but you gonna get your day nigga

Boy you aint no soldier, Im from the ninth ward where we real to this shit

We only taking what belong to us bitch

Cause we motherfucking soldiers



Chorus:



Master p/(magic)

Im a soldier till the day that I die (what)

Im a soldier till the day that I die (ya heard me)

Im a soldier till the day that I die (what)

Im a soldier till the day that I die (ya heard me)

Im a soldier till the day that I die (what)

Im a soldier till the day that I die (ya heard me)

Im 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, whats up to all them motherfucking soldiers out there?

Whats up cash money nigga.

We feeling yall niggas.

Niggas think we beefing nigga but its realer then this.

Theres too much money for everyone to get.

Whats up dmx nigga, ha ha.

Jay-z, so so def, motherfucking suave house.

Them all niggas soldiers.

Motherfucking rap-a-lot, yall niggas soldiers.

Whats up mack-10 nigga, cube, e-feezy, ha ha.

Bone, yall niggas soldiers.

To the north, to the south, to the east.

And all yall real niggas and real bitches in the west, represent.

This song here is only dedicated to the real motherfuckers.

Treal motherfuckers.

Fake soldiers, nigga might take yall stripes and yall guns.

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