Tru (Master P) - Soilder Till I Die

featuring Dig  Magic 

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 
I`m 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 
I`m 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) 
I`m a soldier till the day that I die (what) 
I`m a soldier till the day that I die (ya heard me) 
I`m a soldier till the day that I die (what) 
I`m a soldier till the day that I die (ya heard me) 
I`m a soldier till the day that I die (what) 
I`m a soldier till the day that I die (ya heard me) 
I`m a soldier till the day that I die (what) 
I`m a soldier till the day that I die 

Verse 2 (Magic) 

Bitch I`m a motherfucking soldier till the day that I die 
Come, get a little closer, see the tank in my eyes 
Man you bitch niggas don`t worry me 
You screaming soldier but you fake niggas are wannabe`s 
Yall don`t 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 you`s a soldier 
But if you ain`t that false claiming shit is over 
You phony, I heard you snitching to them po-po`s 
Boy you ain`t no soldier, give it up to all them broke hoes 
Boy you ain`t no soldier, you actin jiggy with your yay nigga 
Boy you ain`t no soldier, but you gonna get your day nigga 
Boy you ain`t no soldier, I`m 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) 
I`m a soldier till the day that I die (what) 
I`m a soldier till the day that I die (ya heard me) 
I`m a soldier till the day that I die (what) 
I`m a soldier till the day that I die (ya heard me) 
I`m a soldier till the day that I die (what) 
I`m a soldier till the day that I die (ya heard me) 
I`m 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, what`s up to all them motherfucking soldiers out there? 
What`s up Cash Money nigga. 
We feeling yall niggas. 
Niggas think we beefing nigga but it`s realer then this. 
There`s too much money for everyone to get. 
What`s up DMX nigga, ha ha. 
Jay-Z, So So Def, motherfucking Suave House. 
Them all niggas soldiers. 
Motherfucking Rap-A-Lot, yall niggas soldiers. 
What`s 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.