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2 pac - soldier like me (return of the soulja) lyrics

[intro: tupac]
so what i wanna do, hopefully is… i wanna be, uhm not a wannabe i am tupac shakur!

tupac!
2005!
guess who’s back? g-g-guess who’s back
g-g-guess who’s back? g-g-guess who’s back
everywhere i see, a soulja a soulja
everywhere i see, a soulja like me

everywhere i see, a soulja a soulja
everywhere i see, a soulja like me

[verse 1: tupac]
posse deep as i role through the streets
motherf-ck the police as we creep, in our jeeps
layin so long you think i’m asleep
but at the slightest beef, i’m robbin n-gg-z through the teeth
and opd can get the d-ck if they play tuffy
last time them n-gg-z rushed me, i aint bust but now i’m touchy
trust me, aint nothing jumpin but these buck shots
them n-gg-z got enough knots, i’m poppin corrupt cops
ya motherf-ckaz catch a hot one
you wanted to start a problem, now you coward cops have got one
and there’s no prison that can hold a
motherf-ckin soulja, ready to role and take control
so now i jack ’em while they sleepin
role to the door, through a grenade in the precinct
some people panic, brothers bugged out
i had to keep poppin, cuz wouldn’t stop until they rugged out
and they vest don’t protect from the head wounds
reload ammunitions and them b-tches will be dead soon
smoke rising from the barrel of my shotty
i finally got revenge, now count the bodies
20 cops, one for every year in jail
tryin to keep a n-gg- down, but ya failed
before i let ya take me, i told ya
f-ck being trapped, i’m a soulja

[chorus: eminem]
i betcha that i got something you aint got, that’s called courage
it don’t come from no liquor bottle, it aint scotch, it’s not bourbon
i don’t walk around like no g, cuz that aint me, i’m not that person
i don’t try to act like you do, cuz that aint you, you just frontin
you aint?

[verse 2: tupac]
it’s tupac in the mad b-tch
in them six-‘fo, rag on them thangs, that’s a bad b-tch
gettin ghosts on them b-tches in the town
bustin out the backseat, n-gg- when we clown
homie is you down?
b got the strap and she anxious
hurry up ‘fo she spank sh-t
commin round the corners, spittin rounds
they payin homie down
caught them sucka -ss b-tches outta bounce
now tell me how that sound?
a double date laced with hate, make ’em pray for the judgement day
now tell me how that sound?
a double date laced with hate, make ’em pray for the judgement day
stinkin b–tch!

[outro: tupac]
everywhere i see, a soulja a soulja
everywhere i see, a soulja like me

everywhere i see, a soulja a soulja
everywhere i see, a soulja like me

- 2 pac lyrics

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