[50 Cent]
You ready? Okay let me wind you up
Do it exactly the way I said do it man
These n***as is p**y you heard me?
Get up nice and close
[Hook: 50 Cent]
I put that battery in his back
I'm the reason why he move like that
That's my muh'f**in toy soldier
I tell him pop that gat, he gon' pop that gat
You don't wanna play with my toy soldier
I say it's on then it's on until your life is over
f**in with my toy soldier
If youse a casualty of war, trust me I got more
You don't want it with my toy soldiers
[Verse One: 50 Cent]
Listen up close now, follow instructions
Catch a n***a slippin, run up on him and buck him
I ain't got no conscience no morals or nothin
They ain't wit us, they against us, we supposed to touch 'em
Here's what to do if you see him approach me
Pop that n***a, I don't care if he know me
Half the n***as hatin on me used to be homies
I don't trust 'em when they smile or when they frown cause they phony
Everytime I come around they call the police on me
That's why the D's in the precinct know me
They know about my rap sheet, they know 'bout how I clap heat
Run like I'm in a track meet, swift with the mac, B
You can see the envy in they eyes fo' sho' mayn
Mad as a motherf**er that I'm holdin
See me in the back of the Phantom, rollin
Quick to make examples out of n***as fo' sho' man, hold me down
[Hook]
[Verse Two: 50 Cent]
Shoot, stab, k** muh'f**er
If you ain't 'bout it I don't want you around, co*ks**er
Every word out my mouth is felt; that oo-wop pop
Them hollows so hot, yo' a**'ll melt
Barber razor in the club, stunt - I'll give you a shape up
Have your a** stitched, gored, your head all taped up
n***as know how I get down, see they know when I'm around
Ha ha, my soldiers around
And if some sh** goes down - and a n***a get laid down
It's no surprise cause n***as know how we get down
Black tints on the Testarossa, hammer out the holster
Gat in my lap in case you gotta get clapped
You monkey n***as swing through my hood, we on that Gorilla sh**
You clap off and miss, we come back, start k**in sh**
Catch us on the corner wearin black chinchilla sh**
We organized, disciplined, plus we militant
[Hook]
[Interlude]
Two windows to a man's soul
... fill you with holes
Listen homey.. I'm the man for the job
So if he ain't.. (Yayo, c'mon!)
[Verse Three: Tony Yayo]
I'm in that two-door Phantom and the body's kitted
Waves in my head lookin like tsunami hit it
n***as scheme, but the infrared beam's on the mack
I'll put green on yo' head like an Oakland A's hat
One boy was a doja, now he a soldier
My little son Dula lettin off the Ruger
In a whip masked up, lookin for his enemies
Ridin ga**ed up, off double D batteries
His last casualties, is hooked to them IV's
(50 gimme the word) that's when I squeeze (yeah!)
Click-clack, take that, fall back
It's a contract, 50 grand, I'm 50 man
[Hook]
[50 Cent]
Yeah! This is the general speakin (yeah)
When I say move (ha ha ha) n***a you better move
Soldier, ha ha
I don't want nobody talkin to none of my n***as
Come around here with that bullsh**
Tryin to feed n***as bad information and sh**
That's how my toys malfunction