Mob Figaz - Soldier's Paradise lyrics

A soldiers paradise You can't f** with that [The Jacka] Smoking robalaids for hop Now I'm hooked, I can't stop Twist a chop, hop in a 500 drop With the big homie Bo loc drive slow I got the four benz I'll be the twins on me Peeling 80 off the Alize Time to put in work Knocking now watching where I'm aiming out the candy gray Mercedes Dam near going crazy in these savage last days Busting the s**as on sight' a soldiers paradise, a soldiers paradise [Hustlah] Now it's the Hustlah n***a I like to light ya'll But still I dwell a soldier's paradise Hustlah k** cops We ain't care about they whereabouts We operate dee Poppin' and keepin' the 5 on dubs Smash into the club Vests on our chests cuz there ain't no love from the other side They hate on ya'll n***as cuz they get the scrilla Make it multiply f** them broke n***as Mob Figaz increasin them homicides Packing them choppers like [?] baby mama's cry A soldier's paradise [Bathgate] A muthaf**in' soldier 25 trying to have mail Swimming through the hood Like a big whale, big daddy Like a mobster eating lobster at the penthouse Trying to have a million or two, no doubt Bathgate got the clout n***a forever in or out We blow yo brains out CD's, slang from the bay to the south Ate off waited like a gangster at his house [The Jacka] A soldier's paradise sip in this game and pay the price It's my life or your life and n***a I'm the sh** So I take yours quick Won't even think to load the clip And that's the way it is the way we live our life A soldier's paradise Selling yay to survive Fresh and kayta by my side Mob figas steady mobbin' When it's time to ride When it's time to ride [Fed-X] Heard it was major league, duck tape keys and mob thugs Crooked detectives, made men, and a paid judge Them Mob Figaz Major pain is steady mobbin' Going chaotic Exotic hoes and exotic pros You stacking seven figures, gold bars And stop rhymes We on our own bank Swiss accounts worth real estate The life of luxury and b**hes feeling me, b**hes feeling me [Ridah] It's only one ways in n***a, no ways out I'm sworn in It won't leave till I'm popped up and carried out Smoked the snitches Trust none of the b**hes Dig all the ditches for those that didn't listen Ugh stay G off hennessey and weed Bathgate hit the D.A So we ain't sweated by the P.D.'s Mob Figaz not your ordinary n***as Squeeze the automatic triggas Made millionaire figaz [AP.9] A soldier's paradise that' always bearing a life long gone And I was lookin' at my n***as telling me to hold on I'm almost gone I cried a few Won't raise my tone I'll blaze the chrome Bust back at a n***a with the gauge it's on His face is gone We got ahead the chase is on In a paradox this ain't paradise I swear this life's been f**ed up from the start Half heart, half money n***a I paid my part Now where's paradise [Chorus: Crooked Eve] till fade Soldier, soldier living in a soldier's paradise Better watch your back They out to get your scratch In this game it's do or die