Ghetto Soldier - Akon (阿肯)/Papoose

You wanna go to war let's get it in

Get it in

If war bring peace I'm with it then

With it then

I don't start beef I finish it finish it

Ghetto soldiers we militant militant

I don't like to fuss or fight just

Tryin' to live life right

Don't take my kindness for weakness

'Cause I will take your life

First I will walk away unless you push me to play

That's something I know you'll

Regret so please don't forget

I'm a ghetto soldier desperado

I'm a ghetto soldier my gun sing oh

I'm a ghetto soldier how wise and cold

This a ghetto soldier my mind sing

Oh hey

The soldiers get trained by the lieutenant

The lieutenant get all his orders from the Captain

General when I was young I got drafted

Sent to the army of Brooklyn those bastards

Fallen soldiers my homies lay in caskets

They couldn't survive the Heat just like the Mavericks

And I don't buy Wolf tickets from n***as

But niggers be wolfin so I walk around with my Clippers

Some of my people was alive for my struggle

But didn't live to see my success

They wanted to see me make it but got stripped naked

And laid in the morgue 'cause of death

So yo now that I'm successful how could I celebrate it

They died early so in their eyes I never made it

I ain't gonna give you my life you gotta take it

Soldier I'm goin' out blazin

I'm a ghetto soldier desperado

I'm a ghetto soldier my gun sing oh

I'm a ghetto soldier how wise and cold

Yes a ghetto soldier my mind sing oh

We said the same thing at the same

Time I ain't knock on wood

Black cat crossed my path my luck's still good

Broke a mirror I ain't get seven years of bad luck

Nothin' bad ain't even happened my left eye jumped

Put my hat on the bed when I walked in the room

Swept my feet and I didn't even spit on the broom

What I'm tryin' to say is I'm not superstitious

Akon what am I I'm a Ghetto soldier

My right hand itchin' been had money kid

I even opened the umbrella in the crib

Bought my girl some shoes

She didn't walk out of my life

No bad luck I skipped the Po twice

No superstition just wise intuition

On the battlefield get killed to do the killin'

By the way my good luck charm is a biscuit

Ghetto soldier till the ending

I'm a ghetto soldier desperado

I'm a ghetto soldier my gun sing oh

I'm a ghetto soldier how wise and cold

Yes ghetto soldier my mind sing

Oh

No pain no gain all the trauma is killin' me

Pain can't swim that's why I drown in the Hennessy

Tied to the enemy run in your crib

Slump you in your fireplace

And have smoke coming out of your chimney

I can see straight through your plot and your trickery

It don't mean s**t to me

I'm tryin' to get to the bottom of it

But I lost a whole lot of my energy

Tryin' to get to the bottom of a bottomless industry

Nowadays all I got is my pride and my dignity

You riddin' with sympathy they say misery needs company

Why keep them company you kiddin' me

When I can grab a weapon and

Put him out of his misery

Send shots at you to tell you I'm not playing

When you fire back you let me know what you saying

This gun bustin it's like an unspoken language

We communicate with our gun this s**t is dangerous

Ghetto soldier desperado

I'm a ghetto soldier my gun sing oh

I'm a ghetto soldier how wise and cold

Yes ghetto soldier my mind sing oh