Lyrics:
Where my Soldiers at
All my Soldiers stand up we ready
All my Soldiers hands up they heavy
We repping Puna, Puna, Puna
We repping Puna, Puna, Puna
This
Where my Soldiers at
All my Soldiers stand up we ready
All my Soldiers hands up they heavy
We repping Puna, Puna, Puna
We repping Puna, Puna, Puna
This
outta jail
Post bail and post up in cell
I swore, I swear we will always live well
Long as I got my bombshell from the hood to the hills
Who's gon
showed you, I showed you
My bitch my lil whoadie
My bitch from Magnolia
Surrounded by bad bitches
We up without Folgers
We live by that cash talk baby
child why don't you
Take my hand and we'll live in love forever
Yeah take my hand ooh, we'll be alone you and me yeah
Take my hand girl
We'll live
child why don't you
Take my hand and we'll live in love forever
Yeah take my hand ooh, we'll be alone you and me yeah
Take my hand girl
We'll live
You ok
Here take my hand
Yeah you're ok
Look up there
Those are the stars
That's where we're going
We got to run towards it though
They say aim
Where my niggas? (Where my niggas at?)
Where my niggas at? (All my real niggas throw your mothafuckin' hands up, come on)
Where my niggas? Where my-
Where my niggas? (Where my niggas at?)
Where my niggas at? (All my real niggas throw your mothafuckin' hands up, come on)
Where my niggas? Where my-
Big Bad Hank, I'm everywhere
Just throw your hands up in the air
And party harder like you just don't care
Let's do it, don't stop, y'all, a-tick
my grave into a garden
I wasn't buried, I was just planted
I'm coming up, I'm coming out
He turned my grave into a garden
You reached out your hand
up in his jawbone, my hand in his pockets his shit go up in my cargo, tires spinning car go 100, dashing thru traffic grinning
I been shitting on you
me straight
I can't live without her I fuck her everyday
Shawty stayed by my side when I started grindin'
She da main reason why a nigga shinin'
Die by the bullet when they live by the gun
Why I always gotta roll with a face on my shirt
Gotta keep it on me they ain’t taking me first
Why my niggas
Dreams... And by the way that was off the new Maiden England video which we shall talk about in a
minute... you know, after a year you pushed it up to number
needed a hand
I got a lot on my head
I won’t forget what you said
I’m in the Stu wit my dawgs tryna get to the bread Hunned bands in a Benz
Live by
child why don't you
Take my hand and we'll live in love forever
Yeah take my hand ooh, we'll be alone you and me yeah
Take my hand girl
We'll live
free
He removes your fears
Wipes away your tears
He takes you by the hand
And He lives, oh yes!
Fight through, the victory is for you
Stand up, fight
by the camp fire
I been in the sun check the tan line
Sticking niggas up got their hands high
Twisting up their tongue got their hands tied
Threatening
up!
(Live Hip Hop
Live) Ain't got nothing to do with Old School
(Live Hip Hop, Live) New School, Dirty South
(Give Hip Hop, Give) West Coast, East
yelling free face, along with homies that's innocent
How many more youngins gotta die, before they even live
I done seen a protester, with they hands up
shoot)
Issa rollercoaster put your hands up (dont shoot)
Lets go Lets go Lets go Lets go Lets go
On the ride of our lives
Like a museum look dont touch
hip-hop hooray
My hands in the sky, I wave 'em from side to side
My feet on the floor, I'm 'bout to turn up now
I'm in the club high off purp' with
Coming out the alleyways of Illtown
Producer extraordinaire Kaygee
Followed by the backbone VinRock
And the last to fall onto this planet: Me
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