(Intro [Master P])
What's up niggas and bitches
It's the muthafuckin kisarme
It's No Limit, Master P
Im'a introduce y'all to the muthafuckin
One of the hardest liuetenants on the tank, Mystikal
We was all born to be soldiers
See, these evil thoughts
They was scarred into our muthafuckin souls from these wars
The streets, the ghetto, the hood. The ghetto

Chorus: [x7]
[Master P]
Bitch, I'm a soldier!
[Mystikal]
I was born to be a soldier!

[Verse 1: Mystikal]
Ah, ATTEN-HUT!
Muthafuckas don't you move
I got what is takes to make your ass feel (?)
You don't wanna rest in this parade
No Limit soldiers throwin grenades!
Strictly, heavy artillery, calm and gunnin
I got your ground troops runnin from INCOMING!
Go, go go go, the fifty caliber
Bout to rip your (?) vest, split your capita
The niggas be marchin in the land camp
Bitch we ghetto soldiers, the streets is what made us!
No LBE's, no MRE's
But we kill our enemies, and drive humvees!
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