Soldier's Story Lyrics
| Song | Soldier's Story |
| Artist | Royce Da 5'9" |
| Album | Rock City [Version 2.0] |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Montgomery, Tewlow | |
| (Man talking w/ (Royce)) | |
| We're in a situation, where everybody involved knows the stakes | |
| (What up Reef) We're soldier's (*echoes*) | |
| Soldiers don't go to hell, it's war | |
| (Verse 1 - Royce da 5'9") | |
| I'm Royce back on the drums, from the kick to the snare | |
| Get them shits in the air, shit is fixin' to flair | |
| (*Spit*) Spit on the beat, wrap it and ship it | |
| Put it out, shit on the streets, that's me | |
| Bust you in yo shit, and tell you don't you ever | |
| That's me, I need respect, don't you better | |
| That's me, chrome berretta, in the waistline | |
| Of my own get up, I'm gone and still goin (*Car horn*) | |
| That's me, you hear a pop and see a drop, I'm comin | |
| That's me, when everybody on ya block is runnin | |
| That's me, wit the rocks that could block the sun in | |
| The glock that I got, got a box it come in | |
| I'm like the fear, that Biggie and Pac is comin (Uh) | |
| The reason why them baller boys cop them onions | |
| That's me, 5 to the 9 doo rag be tied to the side | |
| You could either ride with a die | |
| (Chorus - Royce da 5'9") | |
| Grooooom, yeah now you know a soldier's comin | |
| He came right into yo hood, and he sold you somethin | |
| He spit, wit a frozen flow, and he told you somethin | |
| I think I hear a soldier's comin, that's me | |
| Grooooom, yeah now you know a soldier's comin | |
| You better run for it, run for it, run | |
| Yeah now you know a soldier's comin | |
| You better run for it, run for it, run | |
| (Bridge - Royce da 5'9") | |
| We soldier's, (We) bats, (We) chains | |
| (We) gats, (We) gain, (We) raps, (We) names | |
| We soldier's, in the streets we eat, peep | |
| Niggas is deep, and niggas'll creep, creep | |
| (Verse 2 - Royce da 5'9") | |
| Far from what you would call soft, you competing | |
| What you would fall off, I'm beef, you call off | |
| That's me, the one that you supposedly beef wit | |
| That's me, we fought, but you kept it a secret | |
| Talking bout what you gon' do when you find me and keep seeing me (Uh) | |
| Lying like you dying to catch me, and put three in me (Uh) | |
| Told him cut the jokes, but I guessed that he wan't hearin me (Uh) | |
| Convince his self that he wan't fearing me | |
| My niggas all killers, from the bottom straight to the top | |
| Ride wit me rather know they destination or not | |
| That's me, the baddest rap you heard in a while | |
| Ride with the gat in the lap, convertible style | |
| That's me, the killer that lurk in the dark | |
| Tear up ya goddamn hood, from the church to the park | |
| Grooooom, motherfucker, you hear that noise | |
| You better run for it, run for it, run | |
| (Chorus - Royce da 5'9") | |
| Grooooom, yeah now you know a soldier's comin | |
| He came right into yo hood, and he sold you somethin | |
| He spit, wit a frozen flow, and he told you somethin | |
| I think I hear a soldier's comin, that's me | |
| Grooooom, yeah now you know a soldier's comin | |
| You better run for it, run for it, run | |
| Yeah now you know a soldier's comin | |
| You better run for it, run for it, run | |
| (Verse 3 - Royce da 5'9") | |
| Nothin' but underground shit, comin out of my pump | |
| The K fump from a pump, comin out of my trunk (Uh) | |
| Everybody wanna thug, wit them triggers they pullin | |
| Be shootin pip-pip guns, that ain't as big as my bullets | |
| Live from Detroit comin, to a block near you (Uh) | |
| Real so-n-so, somebody might get popped near you (Uh) | |
| All you wanna do is rap, I'll be listening right | |
| After flippin a bit difference, between a clip and a mic | |
| I'ma soldier (Soldier) cool as I wanna be | |
| Gun totin, talkin to hoes, rude as I wanna be | |
| Who wants some of me, this is no problem | |
| That I can't fix, I got a tool that I brung wit me (Uh) | |
| Hardcore niggas your nothin (Uh) | |
| Ben Franklin run this motherfucker, and in God I trust him (Uh) | |
| If you ever see my guns out, I'm probly bustin | |
| Why you niggas ridin and dying, I'll be truckin | |
| (Chorus - Royce da 5'9") | |
| Grooooom, yeah now you know a soldier's comin | |
| He came right into yo hood, and he sold you somethin | |
| He spit, wit a frozen flow, and he told you somethin | |
| I think I hear a soldier's comin, that's me | |
| Grooooom, yeah now you know a soldier's comin | |
| You better run for it, run for it, run | |
| Yeah now you know a soldier's comin | |
| You better run for it, run for it, run | |
| (Bridge - Royce da 5'9") | |
| We soldier's, (We) bats, (We) chains | |
| (We) gats, (We) gain, (We) raps, (We) names | |
| We soldier's, in the streets we eat, peep | |
| Niggas is deep, and niggas'll creep, creep | |
| (Royce da 5'9" talking) | |
| Uh, uh, uh, uh | |
| Royce Nickel 9, 2000 | |
| Big Reef, uh | |
| (Man and (Woman) talking) | |
| Beef, we soldier's, we follow codes, orders | |
| (Soldier's they justify everything that you do |
| zuo qu : Montgomery, Tewlow | |
| Man talking w Royce | |
| We' re in a situation, where everybody involved knows the stakes | |
| What up Reef We' re soldier' s echoes | |
| Soldiers don' t go to hell, it' s war | |
| Verse 1 Royce da 5' 9" | |
| I' m Royce back on the drums, from the kick to the snare | |
| Get them shits in the air, shit is fixin' to flair | |
| Spit Spit on the beat, wrap it and ship it | |
| Put it out, shit on the streets, that' s me | |
| Bust you in yo shit, and tell you don' t you ever | |
| That' s me, I need respect, don' t you better | |
| That' s me, chrome berretta, in the waistline | |
| Of my own get up, I' m gone and still goin Car horn | |
| That' s me, you hear a pop and see a drop, I' m comin | |
| That' s me, when everybody on ya block is runnin | |
| That' s me, wit the rocks that could block the sun in | |
| The glock that I got, got a box it come in | |
| I' m like the fear, that Biggie and Pac is comin Uh | |
| The reason why them baller boys cop them onions | |
| That' s me, 5 to the 9 doo rag be tied to the side | |
| You could either ride with a die | |
| Chorus Royce da 5' 9" | |
| Grooooom, yeah now you know a soldier' s comin | |
| He came right into yo hood, and he sold you somethin | |
| He spit, wit a frozen flow, and he told you somethin | |
| I think I hear a soldier' s comin, that' s me | |
| Grooooom, yeah now you know a soldier' s comin | |
| You better run for it, run for it, run | |
| Yeah now you know a soldier' s comin | |
| You better run for it, run for it, run | |
| Bridge Royce da 5' 9" | |
| We soldier' s, We bats, We chains | |
| We gats, We gain, We raps, We names | |
| We soldier' s, in the streets we eat, peep | |
| Niggas is deep, and niggas' ll creep, creep | |
| Verse 2 Royce da 5' 9" | |
| Far from what you would call soft, you competing | |
| What you would fall off, I' m beef, you call off | |
| That' s me, the one that you supposedly beef wit | |
| That' s me, we fought, but you kept it a secret | |
| Talking bout what you gon' do when you find me and keep seeing me Uh | |
| Lying like you dying to catch me, and put three in me Uh | |
| Told him cut the jokes, but I guessed that he wan' t hearin me Uh | |
| Convince his self that he wan' t fearing me | |
| My niggas all killers, from the bottom straight to the top | |
| Ride wit me rather know they destination or not | |
| That' s me, the baddest rap you heard in a while | |
| Ride with the gat in the lap, convertible style | |
| That' s me, the killer that lurk in the dark | |
| Tear up ya goddamn hood, from the church to the park | |
| Grooooom, motherfucker, you hear that noise | |
| You better run for it, run for it, run | |
| Chorus Royce da 5' 9" | |
| Grooooom, yeah now you know a soldier' s comin | |
| He came right into yo hood, and he sold you somethin | |
| He spit, wit a frozen flow, and he told you somethin | |
| I think I hear a soldier' s comin, that' s me | |
| Grooooom, yeah now you know a soldier' s comin | |
| You better run for it, run for it, run | |
| Yeah now you know a soldier' s comin | |
| You better run for it, run for it, run | |
| Verse 3 Royce da 5' 9" | |
| Nothin' but underground shit, comin out of my pump | |
| The K fump from a pump, comin out of my trunk Uh | |
| Everybody wanna thug, wit them triggers they pullin | |
| Be shootin pippip guns, that ain' t as big as my bullets | |
| Live from Detroit comin, to a block near you Uh | |
| Real sonso, somebody might get popped near you Uh | |
| All you wanna do is rap, I' ll be listening right | |
| After flippin a bit difference, between a clip and a mic | |
| I' ma soldier Soldier cool as I wanna be | |
| Gun totin, talkin to hoes, rude as I wanna be | |
| Who wants some of me, this is no problem | |
| That I can' t fix, I got a tool that I brung wit me Uh | |
| Hardcore niggas your nothin Uh | |
| Ben Franklin run this motherfucker, and in God I trust him Uh | |
| If you ever see my guns out, I' m probly bustin | |
| Why you niggas ridin and dying, I' ll be truckin | |
| Chorus Royce da 5' 9" | |
| Grooooom, yeah now you know a soldier' s comin | |
| He came right into yo hood, and he sold you somethin | |
| He spit, wit a frozen flow, and he told you somethin | |
| I think I hear a soldier' s comin, that' s me | |
| Grooooom, yeah now you know a soldier' s comin | |
| You better run for it, run for it, run | |
| Yeah now you know a soldier' s comin | |
| You better run for it, run for it, run | |
| Bridge Royce da 5' 9" | |
| We soldier' s, We bats, We chains | |
| We gats, We gain, We raps, We names | |
| We soldier' s, in the streets we eat, peep | |
| Niggas is deep, and niggas' ll creep, creep | |
| Royce da 5' 9" talking | |
| Uh, uh, uh, uh | |
| Royce Nickel 9, 2000 | |
| Big Reef, uh | |
| Man and Woman talking | |
| Beef, we soldier' s, we follow codes, orders | |
| Soldier' s they justify everything that you do |
| zuò qǔ : Montgomery, Tewlow | |
| Man talking w Royce | |
| We' re in a situation, where everybody involved knows the stakes | |
| What up Reef We' re soldier' s echoes | |
| Soldiers don' t go to hell, it' s war | |
| Verse 1 Royce da 5' 9" | |
| I' m Royce back on the drums, from the kick to the snare | |
| Get them shits in the air, shit is fixin' to flair | |
| Spit Spit on the beat, wrap it and ship it | |
| Put it out, shit on the streets, that' s me | |
| Bust you in yo shit, and tell you don' t you ever | |
| That' s me, I need respect, don' t you better | |
| That' s me, chrome berretta, in the waistline | |
| Of my own get up, I' m gone and still goin Car horn | |
| That' s me, you hear a pop and see a drop, I' m comin | |
| That' s me, when everybody on ya block is runnin | |
| That' s me, wit the rocks that could block the sun in | |
| The glock that I got, got a box it come in | |
| I' m like the fear, that Biggie and Pac is comin Uh | |
| The reason why them baller boys cop them onions | |
| That' s me, 5 to the 9 doo rag be tied to the side | |
| You could either ride with a die | |
| Chorus Royce da 5' 9" | |
| Grooooom, yeah now you know a soldier' s comin | |
| He came right into yo hood, and he sold you somethin | |
| He spit, wit a frozen flow, and he told you somethin | |
| I think I hear a soldier' s comin, that' s me | |
| Grooooom, yeah now you know a soldier' s comin | |
| You better run for it, run for it, run | |
| Yeah now you know a soldier' s comin | |
| You better run for it, run for it, run | |
| Bridge Royce da 5' 9" | |
| We soldier' s, We bats, We chains | |
| We gats, We gain, We raps, We names | |
| We soldier' s, in the streets we eat, peep | |
| Niggas is deep, and niggas' ll creep, creep | |
| Verse 2 Royce da 5' 9" | |
| Far from what you would call soft, you competing | |
| What you would fall off, I' m beef, you call off | |
| That' s me, the one that you supposedly beef wit | |
| That' s me, we fought, but you kept it a secret | |
| Talking bout what you gon' do when you find me and keep seeing me Uh | |
| Lying like you dying to catch me, and put three in me Uh | |
| Told him cut the jokes, but I guessed that he wan' t hearin me Uh | |
| Convince his self that he wan' t fearing me | |
| My niggas all killers, from the bottom straight to the top | |
| Ride wit me rather know they destination or not | |
| That' s me, the baddest rap you heard in a while | |
| Ride with the gat in the lap, convertible style | |
| That' s me, the killer that lurk in the dark | |
| Tear up ya goddamn hood, from the church to the park | |
| Grooooom, motherfucker, you hear that noise | |
| You better run for it, run for it, run | |
| Chorus Royce da 5' 9" | |
| Grooooom, yeah now you know a soldier' s comin | |
| He came right into yo hood, and he sold you somethin | |
| He spit, wit a frozen flow, and he told you somethin | |
| I think I hear a soldier' s comin, that' s me | |
| Grooooom, yeah now you know a soldier' s comin | |
| You better run for it, run for it, run | |
| Yeah now you know a soldier' s comin | |
| You better run for it, run for it, run | |
| Verse 3 Royce da 5' 9" | |
| Nothin' but underground shit, comin out of my pump | |
| The K fump from a pump, comin out of my trunk Uh | |
| Everybody wanna thug, wit them triggers they pullin | |
| Be shootin pippip guns, that ain' t as big as my bullets | |
| Live from Detroit comin, to a block near you Uh | |
| Real sonso, somebody might get popped near you Uh | |
| All you wanna do is rap, I' ll be listening right | |
| After flippin a bit difference, between a clip and a mic | |
| I' ma soldier Soldier cool as I wanna be | |
| Gun totin, talkin to hoes, rude as I wanna be | |
| Who wants some of me, this is no problem | |
| That I can' t fix, I got a tool that I brung wit me Uh | |
| Hardcore niggas your nothin Uh | |
| Ben Franklin run this motherfucker, and in God I trust him Uh | |
| If you ever see my guns out, I' m probly bustin | |
| Why you niggas ridin and dying, I' ll be truckin | |
| Chorus Royce da 5' 9" | |
| Grooooom, yeah now you know a soldier' s comin | |
| He came right into yo hood, and he sold you somethin | |
| He spit, wit a frozen flow, and he told you somethin | |
| I think I hear a soldier' s comin, that' s me | |
| Grooooom, yeah now you know a soldier' s comin | |
| You better run for it, run for it, run | |
| Yeah now you know a soldier' s comin | |
| You better run for it, run for it, run | |
| Bridge Royce da 5' 9" | |
| We soldier' s, We bats, We chains | |
| We gats, We gain, We raps, We names | |
| We soldier' s, in the streets we eat, peep | |
| Niggas is deep, and niggas' ll creep, creep | |
| Royce da 5' 9" talking | |
| Uh, uh, uh, uh | |
| Royce Nickel 9, 2000 | |
| Big Reef, uh | |
| Man and Woman talking | |
| Beef, we soldier' s, we follow codes, orders | |
| Soldier' s they justify everything that you do |
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