Soldiers Story - Hardo, Boaz

Every soldier got a story to tell

Lemme show ya how this shit get real

Every soldier got a story to tell

A nigga had to hurt his stripes to the field

Every soldier got a story to tell

My nigga dead wrong still tryna fight us some pill

Every soldier got a story to tell

This concrete jungle either kill or be killed

Niggas rather doubt me than me

But niggas in my whole way have hope without me

Man this shit ain’t just music, its movement

Fuck the record sales, bitch I’m heavy on influence

Mamma stressing, post partom depression

The spas in my direction just hoping her baby make it out

Take a bow pray to the lord on every now

Laters never promise, nigga got a lot of drama nigga

Bout these commas man, its hard to get along with niggas

No holy water, gotta spray a little lava nigga

No peace they only respect the conflict nigga

No sleep this shit I gotta accomplish nigga

Whats all about my stripes is a younging

Cause with loud pipes, nikes and all types

Proud to get the block, I know Shyste and all types

Tryna council much money it keep me up all night

They must have took the rule book and re wrote it

These niggas get decoded

Cuz they ain’t G coded

Empty out and reloaded

If it ain’t about no money, then don’t speak on the tryna

And I put that on my hood

That’s some real nigga shit, can make water thicker than blood

A lot of green between the Crips and the Bloods

A lot of niggas getting rich from the hood