[Produced by Darryl Harper and E.D.I. (Remix)]
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[Intro: 2Pac]
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Stand in formation, my motherfuckin real troopers
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Lets do it like soldiers – all and together now!
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Ready? Hell yeah, yall niggas better get ready
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No retreat, no surrender, death before dishonor motherfucker!
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Do it to em, cmon never die thuggish, uhh – YES YES YES
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Say what? (Eastside, Westside ride) Where ya at, where ya at?
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Where my real thugs, where ya at, where ya at?
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Where my real thugs, where ya at, where ya at?
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Where my real thugs, where ya at?!
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Hehehe, send cases to the drug dealer
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Real thugs, where ya at? You motherfuckin home
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Do it to em, do it to em
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They love the way we do it to em, we do it to em
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[Verse 1: 2Pac]
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Suppress the revolution a premeditated scheme
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Introduce a drug called crack to us ghetto teens
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Got a law for raw niggas, now, playa what it be like?
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When will niggas see they got us bleedin with three strikes?
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Cant seem to focus hopeless, with violent thoughts I wrote this
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Got these Devils petrified, hidin from my hocus-pocus
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And so I learned to earn my currency and over time
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Affiliated, clearly click of military minds
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May God forgive us though we dwell inside a paradox
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Thugged out and drug dealin, from the womb to the block
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My live mind got me survivin five rounds (shots)
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My forty-five got me fortified with live rounds
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When shits thick we plot hits, when my Glock spits
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All hail, out on bail, wrath of the 2Pacalypse
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Forever ghetto necessary picture food stamps
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Outlaw Thug Niggas never left the Boot Camp
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[Verse 2: Cocoa Brovaz]
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[Tek]
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They called us for assignment, one of the squads finest
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Skills in guerilla warfare and blessed with refinement
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My rap sheet, contains sections of bomb sessions
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Says Im responsible for black Smif-N-Wessun
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Puttin likkle youts in a military state of mind
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Dangerous like chronic and yard when combined
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Cocoa Brovaz ‘pon de borderline
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Test de sound and ye dead same ti-ime
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[Steele]
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Man to man, Im facin the Devil with a plan
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Judo stance, first glance, Im makin my advance
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Animal instincts, intelligence of an assassin
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Masked men, ninjas that surround me, ready to attack
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I react swiftly, what father taught me sticks with me
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Never forget the method, stick and move strictly
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Shit be seemin like its closin in
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With no regrets I hold position
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Cause I suppose Im one of the chosen men
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[Verse 3: Buckshot]
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Picture being put in a position to move
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And you cant move cause your move is blocked by the knight
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At twelve oclock, thats when the madness begins
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So I start to focus in, my thoughts on the war
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Cause the rule is the law, and the law that we live by
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Is to stay true to self, in this case, BDI
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Why try if ya body lie
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By the block true soldier mentality, this is how we rock and roll
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(This is how we ride)
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[Boot Camp Clik]
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Stick and move, time to show em how to make a move
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Or get moved on, lets see who strong
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[Verse 4: Cocoa Brovaz]
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[Tek]
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In the gaze of the strange, where nothin stays the same
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Where new faces come through with similar game
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Now who you thought was them, really aint
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They catchin deja vus of the game people play
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Its a call for readjustment, fine tune yo position
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You slippin and trippin ‘stead of bobbin and dippin
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But never let this world of stress get the best of me
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Takin breathin techniques, slay you with Tai-Chi
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[Steele]
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What does it take, to get a break in the world of snakes
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And dose who fake
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Elimination Im facin destruction
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Outlawed, so I duck and down, fo-fo is bustin, no one to trust in
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Rushin to the goal line
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Catch a nigga beat him treat him like he stole mine
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No swine Im a soldier, soldier I control mine
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Time to, take you, back into time – follow dis here
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[Verse 5: Buckshot]
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One way out, this black hole
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For this black soul, shit is outta control
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Im fightin for my position to be a fetus in this world Im enterin
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And my face is sentencin for repentance
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Before my body was fully formed into a human
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I was already consumin weed
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Cause my moms used to smoke back in the 70s
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Maybe thats why in the 90s I drop Gs when I drop degrees
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When I ease across the block with ‘Pac
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Got all yall niggas shocked
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You didnt think Boot Camp Clik would link, with a Outlaw mind?
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If you do you press rewind
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And you can peep guerilla tactics in every line
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[Outro: 2Pac]
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Yeah, and this is how we do it!
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Where my real thugs, where they at?
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Let me, see my real thugs, now where ya at?
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Wontcha, see my real thugs, where ya at?
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Let me, see my real thugs, where ya at now?
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Where my real thugs, let me see, where ya at?
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Tell me where my real thugs gots to see, where ya at?
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Wheres my soldiers – where ya at?
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Where my, real soldiers – where ya at?
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Where my soldiers at; where ya at, where ya at?
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Get yo strap my nigga; where ya at, where ya at?
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Where my soldiers at; where ya at, what ya at?
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Getcha, thug niggas where ya at, witcha strap?
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Where my soldiers at, where my true thug niggas
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No longer drug dealers cause we now, thug niggas
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Where my soldiers at, no longer drug dealers
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Cause we now, thug niggas, let me, where my
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Where my soldiers at?, put your pistols in the air
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Where my soldiers at?, put yo guns up
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Tell me where my soldiers at?, put yo pistols in the air
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Where my, SOLDIERS, my true thug ROLLERS
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Yes, it just doesnt quit, YES!
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This is that real hip-hop shit YES!
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Fuck what you heard
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From the ghetto to the ‘burbs, know we meant, every word
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Where my SOLDIERS?, where my soldiers at
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Where my SOLDIERS?, where my soldiers at
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Put yo hand on the pistol, put yo pistols in the air
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Where my soldiers at?, where my soldiers at?
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Where my SOLDIERS?, where my soldiers at
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Where my SOLDIERS?, where my soldiers at
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When Bob Dole and Delores Tucker wanna know
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Where my soldiers at, GO BO!!
