(feat. Fiend, Mystikal, Silkk, Snoop Dogg)

[Master P]


Every soldier got a story to tell


[Fiend]

I done been through it all

Don't ask the way I shoot cuz I done shot (uggh)
Put a tank on my block
Fiend gone get the scene hot

Greens and rocks
Burnin' flesh
Have you ever smelled ^!$$%?

Been tapped up, ready to die from mail ^!$$%s
Straight goin' to hell
But livin' the dirty, dirty

Havin' yah mama worry
That (?)
Tired of being blast at, but didn't cast that

I done asked for my life, and right there was laughed at
But when I backtracked, (?)
Blast back

Told 'em to cast that, take these rounds and add that
But fact is you don't $#&@in' choose yo' wars
Or be like me mutha$#&@a and do it with two guns


[Chorus x3: Master P]


Check my war wounds (uggggh)
My war wounds (ugggh)
Every soldier got a story to tell


[Master P]


My adversarys get popped
Got me runnin' from cops
The ghetto life be a dime

Got me carryin' two glocks
My enemies is bad
Chop limes of grass

Drive-bys and rags
And representin' red and blue flags
See I got fools from the ghetto

Like my cousin' Jimmy wear permanent metals
My evidence is satus with hoes
Bloody Polos

Pullin' in car do's
And cut up Jabos


[Chorus x2: Master P]

[Silkk the Shocker]


I'm down tah blast for my homies
And cash for my homies

Even if I'm old G I'll be down to ride and die
If the hood call me
That's why I be hustin' every day

Could you imagine me with no stash?
Like a bank with no cash
Tryna' drive a car with no gas

And $#&@ one day with no tag?
Shotgun with no class
Window with no glass

Or all you girls with no $$#
See I'm a risky rider
Caliope crawler

A Down South Hustla
Plus a head buster from New Orleans
See I gotta be a paid ^!$$%

A made ^!$$%
Be the ^!$$% to bust yo' %#@!
And the ^!$$% tah be the grave digga

See my tattoos reveal some of the %#@! I done did
But the move of other ^!$$%s that bout it
Feel the %#@! I do just tah live
See I been scared, popped at, and shot at
But I live an eye for eye

So the enemies I ain't forgot that

[Chorus x2: Master P]

[Mystikal]


It's real, %#@!'s real check my war wounds
This here real life, ain't no $#&@in' cartoons
I'm the Saudi Arabian death killin' veteran on the tube
Either me or you right here

Come back and hang out in my room
I done shot my rifle, trained to kill
Got blood on my fatiques
Once you in ain't no turnin' back
Lay yo' $$# over seas

Might as well handle your business
There's no overcome to this %#@!
Be on yo' Ps and Qs ^!$$%
Don't cry like no (*##$
You see a weak ^!$$%, that's a beat ^!$$%
And $#&@ a stead ^!$$%, that's a dead ^!$$%

Tell my mama not to worry bout me why I'm gone
If I die (*##$, box me up and ship me back home
Bury me in the N.O. with my stripes on my chest
Tell them mutha$#&@as that I did my best
Middle finga pointin' sayin' $#&@ Iraq
If you don't believe me check my combat pack


[Chorus x3: Master P]

[Snoop Dogg]

I got a mutha$#&@in' story to tell
^!$$%, ^!$$% what?
A mutha$#&@in' story to tell (What?)

Fool, I got a mutha$#&@in' story tah tell
And every ^!$$% in the jail cell knows it well
I shank ^!$$%s, bank ^!$$%s
Do mo' fo' show
Seven cluckas, fake dough
Stayin' way cut throat
I hang out, slang out, at hotel rooms

Up all night gettin' in gun fights
I strike my head on the wall
Seven Eight ward
Eastside, rollin' dubs
Call me big Snoop Dogg
Follow me, and you'll see how Gs move
It's written on my face

I takes my war wounds
Been around drama since me and my mama
Use to listen to oldies
That's why I'm so old G
Look, when half of you ^!$$%s couldn't come outside
When ya'll was learnin how tah sing
I was learnin' how tah bang and ride

Fo' sho' bro, I told yah
Im'a gangsta soulja, blowin' doja
What a story tah tell...