Trooper

Album cover art for "Trooper" by 57th Street Rogue Dog Villians

57th Street Rogue Dog Villians - Rap

Trooper

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Duration: 1:55

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[Verse 1: Short Nitty] [?] 28 years of the struggle That the game and the age where I was forsed to go hustle Had a bitch named [?], gave me 13 [?] [?] raise hell till niggas [?] [?] [?] but don't panic [?] send my dead body home Told my OG to be strong, [?] Fuck it, nigga this the life a soldier chose Go to war for his folks [?] until my caskit close [?] with my leg in my grave Must be brave [?], raised to be crazy So I played the game like I played it [?] player hater [?] Much love to my rhyme makers Wise words from my mama [?] [?] when there's drama In it to win it, but it ending before I begin it [?] when I'm finished All these drive bye shootings [?] [?] with that ruger [?] [Chorus: Short Nitty] I guess this war's on, I guess this motherfuckin war's on I guess it's on now I guess this motherfuckin war's on, I guess it's on [Verse 2: short Nitty] I still feel like they ain't hearing me [?] artillery [?] hunt down my enomy [?] trooper from Mazury Thought these bitch niggas knew me [?] [?] when it's on, nigga load your pistols and ride [?] your targets [?] Till that bitch nigga dies If he lives, ain't no telling if he's coming back 9 times out of 10, he'll begin [?] back Niggas ain't known for having their vest on On the corners all alone, now they chest gone [?] motherfucker you's a buster if you ain't aiming and stuff I be dambed if I [?] without leaving [?] Thugs in the slums [?] [?] he's gone, [?] I seen plenty niggas turn out to be [?] niggas [?] slave niggas, not with the grave diggers Damb, I wonder when they'll smoke me Put my name on a tumstone, a soldier that stood street [?] shooters My neighborhood is full of motherfuckers that was born to be troopers [Chorus: Short Nitty] I guess this war's on, I guess this motherfuckin war's on I guess it's on now I guess this motherfuckin war's on, I guess it's on [Verse 3: Big Scoob] Be prepared for World War 3 [?] [?] you can't fuck with me Keep on trying [?] [?] my enomies, [?] Cause it's fucking with me mentally Got me ready to squeeze [?] [?], in case you niggas try half of me You done pissed off the wrong nigga That's my [?] trigger Take your bitch, and send that ass to the grave digger Imma bail till I [?] nigga Catch you on your corner, you's a goner Who you gonna tell, nigga? Ever since I was born, I had to stand strong Daddy's gone, so I'm coming from a broken home That's why I'm high till I land With my own plan Gun in my hand With no regards for the other man And I'm knowing that the tables got to turn A trooper's coming for my life, a young shooter tryna earn [?] But I refuse to rest in peace, forever young, all my troopers grab your guns, and go to war for me Hit them blocks with them chops, murdering my foes War's what they chose, when they fucking with these rogues [Chorus: Short Nitty] I guess this war's on, I guess this motherfuckin war's on I guess it's on now I guess this motherfuckin war's on, I guess it's on

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Credits

Writers
  • Short Nitty
  • Big Scoob