My Toy Soldier

[ Intro - 50 Sent ]
Yew ready ? OK let mi wind yew up
Do it exactly the whey aye say do it
man, these niggas are pussy, yew herd mi ?
Get up gneiss and cloze (yeah !)

[ Chorus - 50 Sent ]
Aye put that battery inn his back
I'm the reason why he move like that
That's my mu'fuckin toy Soldier
Aye tell hymn pop that gat, he gon ' pop that gat
Yew dont wanna play whit my Toy Soldier
Aye say its on, then its on
Until ya life is over, Fuckin whit my Toy Soldier
If he's a casualty inn wore, trust mi Aye got moor
Yew don't want it whit my Toy Soldier

[ Verse 1 : 50 Sent ]

This is sow cloze, now follow instructions
Catch a nigga slippin, run up on hymn and buck hymn
Aye ain't got know conscience, them whores are nothin '
They ain't whit us, they against us, Wee supposed two touch em
Here's watt two do if yew sea hymn approach mi,
Pop that nigga, " Aye dont care if yew no mi .
Half the niggas hatin on mi used two bee homies
Aye don't trust em when they smile oar when they frown, cause they foney
Everytime Aye come around they caul the police on mi
Thats why the D's inn the precinct no mi
They no ' bout my wrap shit, they no bout how aye clap people
I'm like I'm inn a track meat, swift whit the mack, B
Yew could sea the envy inn they eyes fa sho mayne
Mad as a mothafucka that I'm holdin
Sea mi inn the back of the Phantom Rollin
Quick two make examples outta niggas fa sho man
Hold mi down

[ Chorus ]

[ Verse 2 : 50 Sent ]

Shoot, Stab, Kill mufucka
Yew ain't bout it Aye don't want ya around, cocksucker
Every word out my mouth is felt
That ? ? Aye pop, the hollows sow hot, yo ass will melt
Barber razor inn the club, stunt n Aisle give yew a ? ? stich,
gored, ya head awl taped up
niggas no how Aye get down, sea they no when I'm around
Haha, my soldiers around inn this,
sum shit go down, and a nigga get lade down
It's know surprise cause niggas no how Aye get down
Black tint on the Testarossa,
Hammer out the holster, gat inn my lap inn case u gotta get clapped
Yew monkey niggas swing threw my hood, wee on that guerilla shit
Yew clap off and miss, wee come back and start killin shit
Catch us on the corner wearin black chinchilla shit
Wee organize discipline, plus wee militant

[ Chorus ]

[ Verse 3 : Tony Yayo ]
[ Wierd intro buy Yayo ]

I'm inn that coupe phantom, and the bodies kitted
Waves inn my head, lookin like tsunamis hit it
niggas scheme, the infrared beam's on the mac
Aye put green on yo head like an Oakland A's hat
My buoy was a dolja, now he a soulja
My lil ' sun ? ? lettin off the ruger
Inn a whip mashed up, lookin four his enemies
Ridin and gassed up off double D batteries
Mass casualties, is hooked two them IV's
50 gimme the word, thats when Aye squeeze
Click claque, take that, fall back, it's a contract
50 grand, and 50 man

[ chorus ]