(feat. Halleluyah, Master P) [Master P] A coward dies a million deaths but a soldier only dies once The good run, Well the bad stand anytime We ride for the block (Hoody Hoo) We ride for the hood We ride for what we believe in We ride or die for our people cause we all we got [Chorus x4] We got problems then we ride (we ride) Take the Techs, 4-5s, and we stick em outside [Master P] Roll down the window, I ain't hollerin at no bitch This nigga hiding from me, I heard this nigga turned snitch You give me five, I can get it done Take two, see em on the porch tonight, they be less one Throw up the rags when I fold up Nigga the game over fucking with these No Limit Soldiers We was born to ride, born to die Suck it up at the funeral, Real niggaz don't cry We can take it to the battlefield Fuck the police, the judges, tonight shit done got real Like T-Mac, I'ma rocket nigga We see the motherfuckers, aim, cock, and pop it nigga [Chorus] [Halleluyah] Yea ay yo If drama involved, the heat come out, my problem get solved You better duck or they'll fire back more Gangsta shouldn't be in your vocabulary Most niggaz be shook, one shot'll drop an adversary Yo I'm coming with goons who fight like the wild west and I know why y'all trying to sell sex like Loon? Get real in the game of life Niggaz get killed if they aim ain't right Or if your game ain't tight Young soldier buckle up, niggaz change at night Put something hot in your stomach to change ya life Make moves or get left behind Move wrong and your soul move on from a tech or a nine [Chorus]