2pac - Soldier Like Me (return Of The Soulja) lyrics

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2pac - Soldier Like Me (return Of The Soulja) lyrics

(feat. Eminem) [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 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** 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***az through the teeth And OPD can get the dick if they play tuffy Last time them n***az rushed me, I aint bust but now I'm touchy Trust me, aint nothing jumpin but these buck shots Them n***az got enough knots, I'm poppin corrupt cops Ya motherf**az 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**in 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**hes 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***a down, but ya failed Before I let ya take me, I told ya f** 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**h In them six-'fo, rag on them thangs, that's a bad b**h Gettin ghosts on them b**hes in the town Bustin out the backseat, n***a when we clown Homie is you down? B got the strap and she anxious Hurry up 'fo she spank sh** Commin round the corners, spittin rounds They payin homie down Caught them s**a a** b**hes 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*atch! [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? (Tupac) [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 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

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