Soldiers
S.P.G. Murders Lyrics


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Nigga, I'm bustin me locs, but I'm hittin em down with jokes
Y'all niggas on the rope, got your ho on da scope
Bitches watching me, jockin me, nigga blockin me, cockin me
Cause I'm the HARDEST motherfucker, out here rockin
I got the game in shades, got the niggas in blades
I got them hoes on a raid, because the nigga gettin paid
I've got, niggas from coast, slangin my dope
Got niggas and G's, and rollin keys keys to record sto's
Get paid wit fatals, niggas harder than Cato
Nigga turnin the tables, but niggas livin like potatoes
Get chopped up in game, niggas runnin my name
Master P up in chain, is he dead he's a man
But I be bustin, hustlin, niggas ain't trustin
I'm a soldier, that's why niggas ain't trustin
No bitch or no nigga, ho or no sucka
Fiend or no clucker, but ready to hustle
With boulders, bigga than yo' shoulders
Runnin from the rollers, gone on that doja
Cause cowards despise, soldiers we ride
Killers with attitudes, but ready to die
Cause chickens get plucked, hoes get fucked
Turkeys get stuck, and niggas get cuffed
Ready for combat, my gat with my hard hat
Strapped with my crew and my niggas and all that
Down for whatever, niggas straight rowdy
Ask any motherfucker in America they'll tell ya, we bout it
Soldiers out there tech, bustin don't think
Lose ya life if you blink
Fuckin with them soldiers on the tank, cause

We No Limit soldiers, I thought I told ya

Let's get ready to rumble, them niggas stumble
Hit em with left blows
Fuck it got death blows
Ready to got to war? Let's go!
We killas and realas, drug dealers and killers, fuck it
No Limit soldiers, close your eyes
Now picture me foldin dollar bills
I stay fuckin Tru, nigga fuck it, nigga do ya
Nigga I come to life and I scare all y'all bustas like Freddy Kruger
Gangstafied nigga, true to the game nigga
Stay fuckin pullin triggas, fuck up all y'all niggas
Cause I'm so fuckin T-R-U, representin I thought you knew
Cause killas killas killas
That's all I be around, nigga fuckin fool
About face, this No Limit soldier
One to the two to the three (hah hah)
Nigga I tried to told ya
Everybody quiet, while I load up this rifle (attention!)
Now all my soldiers start fightin
It's time to go deep cover
Lethal Weapon like Danny Glover, smother like jelly
Really, go deep like Jim Kelly
Fuck it, all y'all bustas open up y'all belly
Think we playin bitch, well we ain't
I heard we had drama motherfucker
Put up the Benz and now we drive the tank
Cause all I want to be was a soldier
All I want to be was a soldier, soldier

We No Limit soldiers, I thought I told ya

I'm a No Limit motherfuckin soldier till I die
We run this place, and I say the same shit, with a gun up in my face
I ain't scared to die, bitch like I said before, ho
3rd Ward, I'm from that motherfuckin Calliope
Projects supported worldwide by drug dealers
Transformin wimpy ass niggas into killers
Taking over, worldwide, doin shows oversea
Bringing bitches to the telly, put them hoes upon they knees
Gangstafied, like my motherfuckin homies Kane and Abel
No Limit, the world's number one fuckin rap label (worldwide)
Competition get smoked like we smokin blunts
I take a playa hata and knock out his fuckin fronts
Dope slanga, now I'm slangin CD's
A million records (platinum), it used to be some quarter keys
TRU tattooed on my back bitch thats my click
Ready to hop into some motherfuckin gangsta shit
I say No Limit loud, cause we ain't scared of nobody
Organized by P or should I say, John Gotti
Real niggas, put ya guns up if ya feel me
But if ya talk shit, bitch ya betta kill me
Like Skull I'm a hoodlum 4 life, I told ya
We be some motherfuckin No Limit TRU soldiers

We No Limit soldiers, I thought I told ya

Hard times got my mind on cock, and massive thoughts be the plot
Top priorities the family dope and royalty
My loyalty, fiends with a gang of true niggas
No colors, just a bunch of ignorant motherfuckers
Trust my pen is an infa-red
Hollow-tips be my lyrics dipped in venom when I send em
They split ya head (pssssh) wide open
My rhymes on fire blood, but you can't smoke ne'er a one
Don't try to come, don't even touch the mic
My shit so tight, it's more correct than right, when I recite
Absolutely, you booty-ass hoes and niggas
Perpetratin behind water gun triggers
Hurry up and figure out that studio Gotti's catch hotties to the mouth
Who got that clout, don't act surprised cause it's that bitch from the South
Mia X hoes, you don't want no problems
Get so much respect, even yo' niggas call me momma, the biggest one
To come stompin out the N.O., the crescent
Testin, chin-checkin, wreckin when I'm flexin on your WHOLE crew
Who wants to go to war with this lyrical arsenist
Ya talkin shit, I'll having ya runnin for the thesaurus, cause I'm walkin wit
The big dogs without hesitation, Unlady Like as ever
Full of, verbal annhilation
Escaping, po-po's chasin, want ta catch me but they cain't
I made em think, and now they too scared to run up on the tank
No Limit, you can start it, but we niggas is the hardest
To deal wit, keeps the steel, and the plastics to peel wit
In reach, so we can touch yo' ass
And leave a bout it scarf on ya face, we soldiers





We No Limit soldiers, I thought I told ya

Overall Meaning

The song "Soldiers" by S.P.G. Murders was released under the No Limit Records label in 1998. The lyrics of the song speak about being a soldier and being fearless in the face of challenges, obstacles, and enemies. The song is aggressive and uses violent imagery, such as "killers with attitudes", "dope slangers", and the use of weapons. The lyrics also mention the rapper's affiliation with the No Limit Records family and their global dominance in the rap industry.


The song's message is about standing up for oneself, being loyal to one's crew, and being unafraid to take on anyone who challenges them. The lyrics are full of bravado and swagger, but also convey a sense of danger and risk-taking. The rapper glorifies the gangster lifestyle and being fearless, but also acknowledges the price that comes with it.


Overall, "Soldiers" by S.P.G. Murders is a song that speaks to the experiences and mindset of gangsters and soldiers. It is a powerful and raw expression of a lifestyle that is often controversial and stigmatized.


Line by Line Meaning

Nigga, I'm bustin me locs, but I'm hittin em down with jokes
I may look tough, but I'm taking my enemies down with my sense of humor


Y'all niggas on the rope, got your ho on da scope
You guys are on the verge of losing, and your girl is checking me out


Bitches watching me, jockin me, nigga blockin me, cockin me Cause I'm the HARDEST motherfucker, out here rockin
Girls are eyeing me, haters are jealous of me, but it's because I'm the toughest motherfucker out here


I got the game in shades, got the niggas in blades I got them hoes on a raid, because the nigga gettin paid
I have the game under my control, guys with knives work for me, and girls come to me because I have money


I've got, niggas from coast, slangin my dope Got niggas and G's, and rollin keys keys to record sto's
I have people all across the US selling drugs for me, I know gangsters and musicians, and my keys for record stores are always rolling


Get paid wit fatals, niggas harder than Cato Nigga turnin the tables, but niggas livin like potatoes
I get paid well for what I do, my enemies are weaker than me, but they try to get back at me anyway. Meanwhile, there are some people who don't live up to their full potential


Get chopped up in game, niggas runnin my name Master P up in chain, is he dead he's a man
People who mess with me get hurt in the game, people talk about me behind my back, Master P is in prison but he is still alive


But I be bustin, hustlin, niggas ain't trustin I'm a soldier, that's why niggas ain't trustin
I work hard and people don't believe me because I have a rough reputation. But that's why I'm a soldier.


No bitch or no nigga, ho or no sucka Fiend or no clucker, but ready to hustle
I don't care who you are, I'm ready to work hard and make money.


With boulders, bigga than yo' shoulders Runnin from the rollers, gone on that doja
I have big bags of drugs that are heavier than your shoulders. I'm running from the police, high on weed.


Cause cowards despise, soldiers we ride Killers with attitudes, but ready to die
Cowards hate us, soldiers ride together. We are tough and fearless.


Cause chickens get plucked, hoes get fucked Turkeys get stuck, and niggas get cuffed
Weak people get taken advantage of, girls get used, stupid people make mistakes and get caught, and sometimes black people get arrested for no good reason


Ready for combat, my gat with my hard hat Strapped with my crew and my niggas and all that
I'm always ready for a fight, with my gun and my tough attitude. My crew and I are always together, looking out for each other.


Down for whatever, niggas straight rowdy Ask any motherfucker in America they'll tell ya, we bout it
We are willing to do anything, and we are loud and aggressive. Anyone in the US will tell you that we are the real deal.


Soldiers out there tech, bustin don't think Lose ya life if you blink Fuckin with them soldiers on the tank, cause We No Limit soldiers, I thought I told ya
Soldiers nowadays have technology to their advantage, and will shoot you if you're not careful. Don't mess with us because we are the toughest soldiers out there, and I already warned you.


Let's get ready to rumble, them niggas stumble Hit em with left blows Fuck it got death blows
We are about to fight, and we will knock them down with our left hands. We could kill them, but we won't bother.


Ready to got to war? Let's go! We killas and realas, drug dealers and killers, fuck it No Limit soldiers, close your eyes Now picture me foldin dollar bills
Are you ready to fight? Let's do it. We are real killers and drug dealers, and we are proud of it. No limit soldiers, close your eyes and imagine me counting my money.


I stay fuckin Tru, nigga fuck it, nigga do ya Nigga I come to life and I scare all y'all bustas like Freddy Kruger
I always keep it real, do what you want. When I get mad, I'm like Freddy Kruger and I scare you to death.


Gangstafied nigga, true to the game nigga Stay fuckin pullin triggas, fuck up all y'all niggas
I am true to the gangster lifestyle, pulling triggers and messing up everyone who gets in my way.


3rd Ward, I'm from that motherfuckin Calliope Projects supported worldwide by drug dealers Transformin wimpy ass niggas into killers
I come from the 3rd Ward and the Calliope Projects. Drug dealers from around the world support our projects. We make weak people tough and violent.


Taking over, worldwide, doin shows oversea Bringing bitches to the telly, put them hoes upon they knees
We are global, doing shows overseas and bringing girls back to our hotel rooms. We make them get on their knees.


Mia X hoes, you don't want no problems Get so much respect, even yo' niggas call me momma, the biggest one To come stompin out the N.O., the crescent
Don't mess with the girls from Mia X, because we are tough. Even your friends will listen to me, because I am the biggest and the best from New Orleans.


Escaping, po-po's chasin, want ta catch me but they cain't I made em think, and now they too scared to run up on the tank
I'm running away from the police who are chasing me. They can't catch me. I made them think, and now they're too scared to confront me.


No Limit, you can start it, but we niggas is the hardest To deal wit, keeps the steel, and the plastics to peel wit In reach, so we can touch yo' ass And leave a bout it scarf on ya face, we soldiers
We are the toughest gang out there, and we are ready to fight. We carry guns and know how to use them. We can get to you easily and we will leave evidence of our toughness on your face.




Lyrics © Ultra Tunes
Written by: CRAIG LAWSON, COREY MILLER, VYSHONN KING MILLER, PERCY MILLER, MIA YOUNG

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Crass Humor

Here's the deal, when someone is already pointing a gun at you (while you're negotiating) you don't suddenly pull out your gun. It will surprise the other guy and he'll shoot out of surprise. Almost 100% of the time.

Folarin Osibodu BSc BSc MSc PSM PSPO

Exactly.

ghost rider

like 99.9999% of the time!

TheLevitatingFloomp

@Greg Jackson Jr “based on a true story” does not mean all situations and conversations are even remotely close to what actually occurred my man... lmao

Neutroic

@Crass Humor First you say not all the small scenes and parts of a "based on a true story" movie are going to be true. Then you say that questioning the flaws of small parts of the movie is pretty fair because it's supposed to be a movie based on true events
Contradictory much?

Brandon Charbonneau

@TObi4z That's why I said the Real operator is anonymous

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JP

What would really have killed me is if he had looked at the camera while the gun was being pointed at him 😂😂😂

GoldHeart DarkSoul

I think he did once, in the interrogation room scene while holding the grenade

Brollge

@Leon Watch "The Office" you'll know

Rylin Martini

Bhahaha

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