[Sound of a helicopter]



[Officer 1] 

Juvenile 

You are not a soldier 

Put down your soldier rag and ground the chopper 

If you don't we will... 

I repeat...If ya 

Just blast that mutha fuck 

[gun shots] 

[broken glass]



[Verse 1:]

I'm bout that paper 

I'm on top and it [?] 

You wanted beef 

Bitch you didn't heard I was in it 

You're out dare stuntin 

Ya run the north at da mouth 

Jumpin off buildins, that you don't know nothin about 

(Yeah) Shit it's serious 

You hear these lyrics that I'm spittin 

You see me comin 

I bout that K, best be gettin 

Fire spittin 

Guts and brains I be hittin 

[?] for [?] 

Look no retire, no quittin 

It's payback time 

Boy you done put it on my mind 

? show, Look! You won't be hard to find 

I gotta do ya 

Even though way-back I knew ya 

I gottcha on scope and see right thru ya 



[Chorus: x1] 

Don't be no fag boy (Put down that soldier rag) 

Don't be no fag boy (Put down that soldier rag) 

Don't be no fag boy (Put down that soldier rag) 

(Put down that soldier rag, put down that soldier rag) 

Don't be no fag boy (Put down that soldier rag) 

Don't be no fag boy (Put down that soldier rag) 

Don't be no fag boy (Put down that soldier rag) 

You used to roll wit Jimmy, do that make ya a fag 



[Verse 2:]

Now whats happenin wit you 

You dissin me boy too 

Ya tired of livin, ya want ya life to be thru 

Ya gettin played by ya company, do they have ya out dare 

You think Big Boy got hags, bitch you think you really care 

You got beef wit one of us, they be do'n ya everythang 

Do ya feel like a queen, when ya listenin to the king 

Is that really style rap, when ya rap do ya brag 

You used to roll wit Jimmy, do that make ya a fag 

Ya hatin 40-T, they be lovin T-Bone's tracks 

And it's cold how I rap 

Knockin Juvey off da map 

Still gon' wreck the Lexus Monday, tote the Legend Tuesday 

Flood the Benz Wednesday, fuck da K, fuck da uzi 

When you done hooked up wit Baby, ya led him to his thang 

Do the prior call ya Juvey, Jimmy called you Miss Stank 

Ya got the projects back 

While Cash Money maggin 

And get ya style rap 

I'm jackin 

Got Big Boy mad 



[Chorus: x1] 

Don't be no fag boy (Put down that soldier rag) 

Don't be no fag boy (Put down that soldier rag) 

Don't be no fag boy (Put down that soldier rag) 

(Put down that soldier rag, put down that soldier rag) 

Don't be no fag boy (Put down that soldier rag) 

Don't be no fag boy (Put down that soldier rag) 

Don't be no fag boy (Put down that soldier rag) 

You used to roll wit Jimmy, do that make ya a fag 



[Verse 3:]

Can ya handle ya business, can ya open up ya own 

When ya here come a missle, when ya leave and live alone 

Are you listenin to the words a real soulja speak 

Do you get paid for the concerts you do every week 

Does ya manager get half and you ten percent 

Did Baby take his money back for the soulja he [?] 

Is that really a Hummer 

You used to be a bummer 

That's somethin held ya down when ya tryin to make ya come up 

Boy had to have a ride (ride) 

Drove a number jive (jive) 

Never were good but that's when you be shy (shy) 

Do you drive ya own car, do Baby pick ya up 

And when Baby don't come get cha, do you be mad as fuck 



[Chorus: x1]

Don't be no fag boy (Put down that soldier rag) 

Don't be no fag boy (Put down that soldier rag) 

Don't be no fag boy (Put down that soldier rag) 

(Put down that soldier rag, put down that soldier rag) 

Don't be no fag boy (Put down that soldier rag) 

Don't be no fag boy (Put down that soldier rag) 

Stop dressin drag boy (Put down that soldier rag) 

(You ain't no soldier boy put down that soldier rag) 



[Hook 1: x2] 

Now step nigga step [x3]

While rap nigga rap 



[Hook 2: x1]

The Wet Boys! The Wet Boys! (Put out the fire) 

The Wet Boys! The Wet Boys! (Put out the fire) 

The Wet Boys! The Wet Boys! (Put out the fire) 

The Wet Boys! (Put out the fire) The Wet Boys! (Put out the fire) 



[Hook 3: x2]

Front line 

They fully-automatic 

Keep front line 

The chopper don't play 

Front line 

Cowards standin in the back 

Front line 

First where it's at 



[Officer 1] 

Juvenile you are not a soldier!