The Game - I'm A Soldier lyrics

Yo Mal, they tried to k** me man Five shots and I'm still here n***a Hahaha [Hook] I don't give a f** where you n***as from East to Westcoast I'mma bang my gun You better wear a vest when you come outside Cause n***a this's Westside 'til I die I'm a motherf**ing Soldier n***a I'm a Soldier n***a I'm a motherf**ing Soldier n***a I'm a Soldier n***a [Verse 1] "He signed with Dre, he gon' sell Will he do a mill plus or will he end up in jail?" Get real close to the speaker, I got a story to tell He went from the front porch to the cover of double X-L I took one in the heart, I'm ready to die And all this hennesey will make a n***a crash the G5 Catch me at a stop sign n***a I ain't drunk I'm gansta I pop mine and leave you eyeing the pump Tie your f*ggot a** up let you die in the trunk I'm from westside compton n***a I ain't a punk Streets is talkin Is he from cali? is he from queens? Do he ghost for P. Diddy, can he write me a sixteen? Did he take 5 shots? is he a blood or a crip? Ride through the CPT my hood painted on them bricks And I'mma die with a empty clip cause I'm a ghetto boy I just rap a lot like J-Prince [Hook] [Verse 2] In '99 I studied The Chronic inside out Ate Doggystyle for breakfast, lunch was Reasonable Doubt I ain't know how to count bars, I was writin' on napkins High as f** I wrote my first sixteen to Illmatic I was in the hood fightin' with n***as, over who the best MC Ice-Cube, Snoop Dogg or Xzibit And how the east been makin' a k**in' Since them Long Beach n***as walked in New York and crushed the buildings Then this Marcy Project n***a came and stole the crown Right after the king of N.Y got shot down Ten years later I'm in Harlem k**in' them mixtapes They like me, I want 'em to love me like they love Mase But holla in L.A them n***as tell ya they hate me And the plan is to catch me with my gun on safety n***a I'm still breathin', I ain't dead Next time you try to k** me put one in my head [Hook] [Verse 3] Before Jimmy Iovine the kid was in IV's These b**h n***as tried to take my life for five G's I was in the projects, two o'clock in the mornin' Playin' madden, n***as kicked in the door and start blastin' n***a I'm a gangsta, I don't need no pity I just sit inside the Ferarri and roll up a philly And I been compared to Shyne like Shyne was compared to Biggie I'm from Compton he from New York City Come on really you gotta be kiddin' Ain't nobody Biggie but Biggie But I'm a six figi n**i, and I know Fifty But that don't mean I can get you backstage at awards Or cause you went to highschool I'mma take you on tour Cause he got two bodyguards he can't get hit with the four And cause he wear a vest don't make him 2Pac Shakur When you see me in the streets, ain't no security guards No L.A.P.D, no bullet proof cars, I'm a gangsta! [Hook]