Tha Realest - Easy To Be A Soldier When There Ain't No War Lyrics

(feat. Swoop G, Lil' C-Style)

[Tha Realest]
I hit the murder scene, bringin matches and gasoline
I soaked the f*ckin body scene, I'm gleam, heard em scream
I'm so sick when I dream of shit
Me and Swoop G on some Westside dolo shit
Murder for hire, bitch still peelin the baddest before
Ain't no soldiers takin orders, niggas bringin the noise
Release my frustration, my adversaries can't capture me
I do my dirton the solo then hit the Pacific seas
So all I scream is "nigga", f*ck chocolate candy gleams, so understand it
I gave too much love to a nigga that's underhanded
If things go the way I planned it
I have this nigga's ass six feet deep and them Junior Nike's stranded
Landed off a ghetto bird, I hit the hood
Give me love, nigga what's the word? I'm so absurd
It's easy bein a soldier, nigga f*ck what they told ya
Murderin them bastards, no one lives to get older
It ain't easy

[Chorus: Tha Realest]

It's easy bein a soldier when there ain't no war
You niggas screamin as bitches but we know where they are
Who can I call in my time of need?
My real soldiers down to make you motherf*ckers bleed, eternally
It's easy bein a soldier when there ain't no war
You niggas screamin as bitches but we know where they are
Who can I call in my time of need?
My real soldiers down to make you motherf*ckers bleed, it's M.O.B.

[Swoop G]
We on some get money shit, robbin, duct tape ya like a mummy shit
Cocaine dealer shit, anything to get the money quick
Huh, we out for it, twenty bitches out-whore it
Ten of em married with kids but they niggas ain't knowin
Now she'd die for me, piece of the pie and hit the sky for me
Get on the stand, testify, the whole nine for me
Obviously I'm here to make this here my dynasty
Blast like I was in heat and shine like a dime piece
My girlfriend say I got a big ass dick
but two picks and razor blades is what I'm f*ckin you with
I roll doe, forget where you from, to let the world know you a faker
Actor-slash-rapper-slash-studio gangsta
Don't make me take this rappin shit to another level
Have you niggas runnin scared, swearin I was the devil
When this is hell so there's no one for you to tell
It's easy bein a soldier til you hit the warfare

[Chorus]

[Lil' C-Style]
When I was young I use ta wanna be a drug dealer
Never had no dreams of bein no motherf*ckin rapper nigga
A little youngster with a hard head
I wrote my first first rap with Snoop, talkin bout Half-Dead
That's why we axed your bitch ass from The Pound
You know they talk about ya and ya still hang around
with the Death Row known gang, Snoop Dogg switched gangs
Talk about the Eastside, ??? ??? the rules, mayn
on how you do that dirt, witcha long hurt
Bang out dirt, but in the hood you straight skirt
Shiit, I'm on a low-profile, with my paper stackin
Ridin shotgun with the homies gettin blasted
What's crackin? Claimin you's the big OG
Can't come to LBC or on 19th Street
Cold thing about it, I use ta have straight love
I shoulda ran up in your bitch when I knew I could f*ck
But the pussy ain't nuttin but a hold in me
and nigga, f*ck Snoop Dogg and Master P

[Outro: Tha Realest talking over top of chorus]

Hahahahaha
See how we do it on this Death Row shit niggas
Motherf*ckers, ain't no shit even goin on and y'all think you some
motherf*ckin soldiers
We're the real ridahs, Death Row Westside MOB shit niggas
The real major business in this motherf*cker
and get Swoop G and Lil' C-Style in this motherf*cker right here
[????] motherf*ckin MOB niggas
Chocolate Bandit, haha, we're gonna get in touch wit your bitch ass when we
get in touch
Believe you nigga
You asked for the wrong thang nigga, hahahaha
We ride, me and my Last Supper niggas, my twin niggas, my terror twin
Haha, young dudes he can't even rinse niggas ever known
Diablo fightin them niggas in this motherf*cker, hahahaha
Velace House in this motherf*cker nigga
Tha real MOB shit
Big Simon in this motherf*cker RIGHT!!
Hahahahahahahaha
Who can I call in my time of need?
My real soldiers nigga
When there ain't no war...