Перевод: Собаки. Soldier On.
know Here's to the lonely old soldiers Here's to the lonely old soldiers Here's to the lonely old soldiers Here's to the lonely old soldiers How will
set the dogs on me, Drop the bomb on em, please don’t drop the bomb on me, shady please, please dont drop the bomb on me, Drop the bomb on em I dont want
to go I only got one home see me stranded on Deathrow With Outlawz, it's Makaveli, be the general and I be a soldier on a mission, suptitude but you'
trying to get this [Verse 2: Hussein Fatal] When it's on, I'm poppin' off every chance I get, Out the window on some uptown anthem shit, I'm stressin
the only to survive and stay on top Fast 5 days straight to meditate, build hunger And focus(focus) on the days and times that approach us (repeat) Verse 2 Be on
pa I'm tired of niggas hating on a muthafucka Let's take it to the next millennium on these bitches You got to keep bubblin' on 'em Platinum doublin' on
Crimson flames tied through my ears, rollin' high and mighty traps Pounced with fire on flaming roads, usin' ideas as my maps We'll meet on edges, soon
it now think about you when you was me, wearin' my shoes on yo' feet, now think again cause that can never be, I can never be a hater on a hand that was
, all a y'all Y'all my dogs If ya call or ya fall, depend on that nigga whenever And I will be there Lean on me, but let us get rid of the enemies makin
the Bone four niggas strong, leave 'em alone 'til it be on Krayzie put on one in your dome And nigga be thinkin' I'm wrong, so go on 'Cause nigga the
ride all of y'all Y'all my dogs if you call if you fall you can bet on that Nigga that I will be there lean on me but let us get rid of tha enemy Strictly
days when the year was '89 Little nigga on da grind, gotta get mine doing my crime Wid two in here, steady stackin' my ends Puttin' my serve down on
move on without us, before us/ Crack a beer an I pour it on the curb an I hope ya notice/ I'm a soldier on this planet, you a soldier up in Heaven/ As
of ya offspring Well, that'll be coffins for all of ya offspring For tha police on the corna' Creepin' up because tha soldiers Well, they betta be watchin' on
ledge of this whole shhh Chorus [Havoc] Yo, we the men for the operation You know the M-O, B-B's, warrior style, rare species Catch us on your block , on
my lord I swear We ain't never playin fair (fair) On the streets you can't sleep When the outlawz there I know it's rainin on your block nigga (nigga)
