[fiend]

What up out there kenfo

This be fiend coming at like this here here

I brought a couple of my people with me

Fiendmacsoulja slimkane and abel

A couple of no limit soldiers to help me out with this here



Chorus

What cha meanmeanheard about

Soldiers got some daily clout

Slangin in the dirty south

What we really worried about x2



[soulja slim]

(peep this shit) I know you heard about this nigga from the 3rd

Rawthen a uncut bird with bad tempers and bad nerves

Servedope to a dope fiend gotta get more cream

Than the rest of the dealers

Every nigga that I fuck with gotta be from killas

Fill up in this shitthat was ever smokinyou can catch me smokin

On some shit that will have me broken(cough cough)

I'm so highI can ridebarely need to slug some dealing

No optimosno keep movingfuck itpass the feeling

Real niggas feel mecause I'm bout as real as it get

Son or strangerno love for that studio shit

All my little partners goneI'll be damned if I g-o

But if I do I'll grab my gun shoot like and pull let em know



Chorus x2



[kane & abel]

You know I'm from the ghettohit the glock

And pop my shots clean up your block

Red beammaintain my aimbullet holes in your brain

When I stop that motherfucking clockkane

Usual suspectdown south niggas bout respect

Choppin off slugs like a mailman in a corvette

Like the weed when I lower my tek

Niggas is seekingpump down like bricksin the trunk of the 626

Is something you hate cause your boy

Just got flippedak with a strong clip

In the hood I bust you with the tank

In the pen I trust you with the shank

My mind go blankI'm a soldier smokin dank

All the way to the motherfucking bank



Chorus x2



[mac]

Now what y'all meanniggas on my team

They all about the cream

And my enemieswe take it to the street

To get the greenknowa mean

Came here with slimmac and fiend

I still scream woah!

In the drop where my nigga walk

Runnin from the cop who was trying to meet his quota

I'm young and I'm blackI'm a soldier

So he thinking I'm slanging that baking soda

You ain't heard aboutnigga from that dirty south

Where the po-po's scout

Everybodyeverybody that knows what your bout

Won't leave your house

Cause at nightnigga freaks come out

Grab your gat with that extra clip cause if you catch us slippin

You might connect the grip

Shots there cut up strip bout a couple of ship

Like the peoples in summertime agent trip

Lets take a trip to the land where the niggas

Do the murderman dance on their enemies

And fake niggas pretend to be athey be them friends of me

Woahslow your roll and daddy I'm camoflauged

I'm psycho warden I stay on my guard and bitch I never die



Chorus x2



[fiend]

What the world don't know is I'm a hurt

A soldier without a pause

I'm prayin about causebreak jaws and all laws

My bullet scars didn't healmy tatoos reveal

Bout to ride explain a million of hostile

The burn feels like almost a step from death

Fuck spending livesI barely leave a minute of breath

I'm setfamilies with teksrelease my stress in thier chest

Wouldn't know where I'd be without my God and my vest

Killerswe the best fuck all the resthere hit the cess

Snortc'mon the test

With the charge the bestcause I open your chest

God blessI made my way back so I can say that

Me too whatevershould have known that fiend believe in payback

Do it for haystacksmeslimtwinsand mac

Gotta attackwith the jest to askdeftly in the act

I doubt thatI'm strange cause I'm with the right change

After soldier consedirationI'm the live range



Chorus x4