Alma Llanera

Stand in formation
My motherfucking real troopers
Lets do it like soldiers
All in together now, ready?
Hell, yeah
No retreat no surrender
Death before dishonor motherfucker
Do it to them, come on
Never got thuggish, uhh
Yes, yes, yes, say whut
Westide east side ride
Where you at? Where you at?
Where my real thugs?
Where you at? Where you at?
Where my real thugs?
Where you at? Where you at?
Where my real thugs?
Where you at?
The cases of a drug dealer
Real thugs, where you at?
Yo a motherfucking army
Do it to them, do it to them
They love the way we do it to them
We do it to them, Calvary
Suppress the revolution of premeditated scheme
Introduce a drug called crack, to us ghetto teens
Got a law for raw niggas now, playa what it be like?
When will niggas see they got us bleeding with 3 strikes
Can't seem to focus, hopeless, with violent thoughts, I wrote this
Got these devils petrified, hiding from my hocus pocus
And so I learned to earn my currency, and over time
Affiliated, clearly click a military mind
May God forgive us, though we dwell inside a paradox
Thugged out and drug dealing, from the womb to the block
My live mind got me surviving 5 shots
My 45 got me fortified with live rounds
When shit stick, we plot hits
When our block spits, all hail
Out on bail, wrath of 2pacalypse
Forever ghetto, necessary picture food stamps
Outlaw thug niggas, never left the boot camp
I'm a nigga for assignment, one of the squads finest
Skilled in gorilla warfare, and blessed
Work with firearm, my rap shit
Contains sections of bomb sessions
Says I'm responsible for black Smith and Wesson's
Putting up on looka your in the military state of mind
Dangerous like chronic and yard when combined
Cocoa Brovas pan the borderline
That's the sound and your dead son
Man to man, I'm facing the devil with a plan
Judo stance, first glance, I'm making my advance
Animal instincts, intelligence of an assassin
Mask my ninja style, surround me ready to attack
I react swiftly, what father taught me sticks with me
Never forget the methods stick and move strictly
Shit be seeming like its closing in, with no regrets I hold position
'Cause I circles, I'm one of the chosen men
Picture being put in position to move and you can't move
'Cause your move is blocked by the knight at 12 O'clock
That's when the madness beings, so I start to focusing
My thoughts on the war, 'cause the rule is the law
And the law that we live by is to stay true to self
In this case beady eye, why try everybody lie, about the block
True soldier mentality, this is how we rock and move
Stick and move, time to show what kinda nigga
Move or get moved on, let's see who's strong
In the days of the strange, where nothing stays the same
With new faces come through with similar game
And who you thought them, really ain't they
Catching deja vu, of the game people play
It's a call for re-adjustment, fine tune your positions
You slipping and tripping, instead of bobbing and dipping
Will never let this world of stress get me
Taking breathing techniques, slay you with Tai Chi
What did you change, to get a break
In the world of snakes and those who fake
Elimination I'm facing, destruction
Outlaw till I duck down, from po po's bustin'
No one to trust in, rushing to the goal line
Catch a nigga, beat him
Treat him like he stole mine, no swine
I'm a soldier, told cha I control mine
Time to take you back into time, follow this here
One way out, this black hole
For this black soul, shit is outta control
I'm fighting for my position
To be a fetus in this world I am entering
And my face is sentencing for repentance
Before my body was fully formed into a human
I was already consuming weed
'Cause my mom's use to smoke back in the 70's
Maybe that's why in the 90's
I drop g's when I drop degrees
When I ease across the block, with Pac
And got all you niggas shot
You didn't think, Boot Camp click would link
With the outlaw minded
If you do you press rewind
And you can peep
Gorilla tactics in every line
Yeah, and this is how we do it
Where my real thugs?
Where they at?
Let me see my real thugs
Where you at?
Won't you see my real thugs
Where you at?
Let me see my real thugs
Where you at, now?
Where my real thugs?
Let me see where you at?
Tell me where my real thugs
Got's to see where you at
Where's my soldiers
Where you at?
Where's my real soldiers?
Where you at?
Where my soldiers at?
Where you at?
Where you at?
Get your strap my nigga?
Where you at?
Where you at?
Where my soldiers at?
Where you at?
Where you at?
Hit your thug niggas
Where you at?
With your strap
Where my soldiers at?
With my true thug niggas
No longer drug dealers
Cause we now thug niggas
Where my soldiers at?
No longer drug dealers
'Cause we now thug niggas
Let me, where my
Where my soldiers at?
Put your pistols in the air
Where my soldiers at
Put your guns up
Tell me where my soldiers at?
Put your pistols in the air
Where my, soldiers
My true thug rollers, yes
It just doesn't quit, yes
This is that real hip hop shit, yes
Fuck what you heard
From the ghetto to the 'burbs
Know we meant every word
Where my soldiers?
Where my soldiers at?
Where my soldiers?
Where my soldiers at?
Put your hand on your pistol
Point your pistols in the air
Where my soldiers at?
Where my soldiers at?
Where my soldiers?
Where my soldiers at?
Where my soldiers?
Where my soldiers at?
When Bob Dole and Deloris Tucker
Wanna know, where my soldiers at Code Fo'