my toy soldier lyrics – 50 cent

[intro- 50 cent]
you ready? ok let me wind you up
do it exactly the way i say do it
man, these n*gg*s are p*ssy, you heard me?
get up nice and close (yeah!)

[chorus- 50 cent]
i put that battery in his back
i’m the reason why he move like that
that’s my mu’f*ckin toy soldier
i tell him pop that gat, he gon’ pop that gat
you dont wanna play wit my toy soldier
i say it’s on, then it’s on
until ya life is over, f*ckin wit my toy soldier
if he’s a casualty in war, trust me i got more
you don’t want it wit my toy soldier

[verse 1: 50 cent]

this is so close, now follow instructions
catch a n*gg* slippin, run up on him and buck him
i ain’t got no conscience, them wh*r*s are nothin’
they ain’t wit us, they against us, we supposed to touch em
here’s what to do if you see him approach me,
pop that n*gg*, “i dont care if you know me.
half the n*gg*s hatin on me used to be homies
i don’t trust em when they smile or when they frown, cause they foney
everytime i come around they call the police on me
thats why the d’s in the precinct know me
they know ’bout my rap sh*t, they know bout how i clap people
i’m like i’m in a track meet, swift wit the mack , b
you could see the envy in they eyes fa sho mayne
mad as a mothaf*cka that i’m holdin
see me in the back of the phantom rollin
quick to make examples outta n*gg*s fa sho man
hold me down


[verse 2: 50 cent]

shoot, stab, kill muf*cka
you ain’t bout it i don’t want ya around, c*cksucker
every word out my mouth is felt
that uz i pop, them hollow’s so hot, yo *ss will melt
barber razor in the club, stunt n i’ll give you a ?? stich,
gored, ya head all taped up
n*gg*s know how i get down, see they know when i’m around
haha, my soldiers around in this,
some sh*t go down, and a n*gg* get laid down
its no surprise cause n*gg*s know how i get down
black tint on the testarossa,
hammer out the holster, gat in my lap in case u gotta get clapped
you monkey n*gg*s swing through my hood, we on that gorilla sh*t
you clap off and miss, we come back and start killin sh*t
catch us on the corner wearin black chinchilla sh*t
we organize discipline, plus we militant


[verse 3: tony yayo]
[wierd intro by yayo]

i’m in that coupe phantom, and the bodies kitted
waves in my head, lookin like tsunamis h*t it
n*gg*s scheme, the infrared beam’s on the mac
i put green on yo head like an oakland a’s hat
my boy was a dolja, now he a soulja
my lil’ son ?? lettin off the ruger
in a whip mashed up, lookin for his enemies
ridin and g*ssed up off double d batteries
m*ss casualties, is hooked to them iv’s
50 gimme the word, thats when i squeeze
click clack, take that, fall back, its a contract
50 grand, and 50 man


/ 50 cent lyrics