Where Are The Little Souljas At?

Where they at over there

right che there they go

where they at over there

right che there they go

where the lil soldiers at

over there right che

there they go where they at

over there right che

where the lil soldiers at

over there right che

there they go where they at

over there right che

where the lil soldiers at

over there right che

there they go where they at

over there right che

I'm the I in the alphabet illin' on track

I'm the t in too coo chillen like that

I'm the gravey on your mash potatoes think that you beat

Like you piggy bank with penny's when you broke on the streets

I'm that class in school you always go to

Like your favorite character when you watch cartoon

I'm that cat in the third grade talking to babes

I'm that last little day that you here to save

Know tell me what you saw you don't never wanna miss

I'm that rap that you spit when you talking to chicks

I'm your favorite little snack after takin' a nap

The qualifed eight year old with the dangerous raps

Chorus

We the s up in serious real with this

We the knuckles pointin' out when you ball your fist

We the crackles on bricks that be hurtin you feet

We the Lil' Soldiers doin' it down with Master P

We the Para from the Paradice put on the map

We the best that ever done it hot boys on wax

We the A on you paper when you getting that grade

We the uuff in that tank when they hitten the bay

We the speed when you gotta catch the ice cream truck

We that block that you live on always ruff

We the key for the handcuffs breakin the lock

Wearin tanks on our necks cause we can't be stopped

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I'm the rope in the gym you wanna climb up on

I'm the rhyme you always singin now you call me the bomb

I'm the F in the place all up in you face

I'm the chimble in bass equalizin your tape

I'm the c.d. in the store that you bout' to go get

Like a real low price for a nice outfit

Like the X-Mas eve night see open you eyes

Like a juicy cheeseburger with fresh out fries

I'm the lunch ticket card with now unto guard

The youngest rippen mikes now holdin it down

Like a nice piece of candy when you go out of town

We the punches in the round with Beats By the Pound

I'm the Lil' Soldier blackin' on every song

I'm the one in the twist in my hair bird born

I'm the swing in the park when you come with you pops

I'm Freequan the Bomb my whole album is hot

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Yo Lil' Soldiers Master P Snoop Dogg

The Fam everybody we just kickin rhymes for yall

The kids the moms the dads all of yall

Aunts uncles all of yall

We representing the No Limit Tank

My brother Freequan he here right now

Kickin rhymes with me you understand

I'm a No Limit Soldier yall

Understand me you don't know tanks like that

We throw 'em up we throw the tanks up

We No Limit and it ain't any kind tank up in here