[Intro]
We're soldiers
Soldiers don't go to hell
It's war. Soldiers, they kill other soldiers
We're in a situation where everbody involved knows the stakes
And if you're going to accept those stakes
You gotta do certain things
[Chorus]
Speakin' on 'Dot, fuck it, let's light the fully
What the fuck? Like bro ain't jump out the TEC inside his hoodie
Boy, I gave out so many packs, party bags, they filled with goodies
What the fuck? Boy hopped out and hit his head, he known for noogies
We ain't done beefin' with Lennox, bro, on bro them niggas pussy
Oh my god, how many packs we got over there? Them niggas rookies
Boy, I had pulled up, dropped the window, I'm tryna pop door, see who lucky
What the fuck? Don't you laugh with no bitch, try and get that cookie
[Verse 1]
Boy, I swear I put on for the gang
Bro hop out, hunnid bill, who tryna keep the change?
Oh my god, yell out "Whoopty" on that block, we make it rain
Bro popped door with all his guys, he tryna mix metal with brains
Bro they done, after we left Woo Lotti, that block ain't been the same
Bro be buggin', he overcut the dope, I swear this nigga insane
Turned 100 to half a joint and still added more [?]
We got B's all around the city, like, Kal G on that pave'
Lil' Dada dead in the grave and Kurt still can't feel his face
We're soldiers
Soldiers don't go to hell
It's war. Soldiers, they kill other soldiers
We're in a situation where everbody involved knows the stakes
And if you're going to accept those stakes
You gotta do certain things
[Chorus]
Speakin' on 'Dot, fuck it, let's light the fully
What the fuck? Like bro ain't jump out the TEC inside his hoodie
Boy, I gave out so many packs, party bags, they filled with goodies
What the fuck? Boy hopped out and hit his head, he known for noogies
We ain't done beefin' with Lennox, bro, on bro them niggas pussy
Oh my god, how many packs we got over there? Them niggas rookies
Boy, I had pulled up, dropped the window, I'm tryna pop door, see who lucky
What the fuck? Don't you laugh with no bitch, try and get that cookie
[Verse 1]
Boy, I swear I put on for the gang
Bro hop out, hunnid bill, who tryna keep the change?
Oh my god, yell out "Whoopty" on that block, we make it rain
Bro popped door with all his guys, he tryna mix metal with brains
Bro they done, after we left Woo Lotti, that block ain't been the same
Bro be buggin', he overcut the dope, I swear this nigga insane
Turned 100 to half a joint and still added more [?]
We got B's all around the city, like, Kal G on that pave'
Lil' Dada dead in the grave and Kurt still can't feel his face
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