Every soldier got a story to tell
  
  [Fiend]
  
  I done been through it all
  Don't ask the way I shoot cuz I done shot (uggh)
  Put a tank on my block
  Fiend gone get the scene hot
  Greens and rocks
  Burnin' flesh
  Have you ever smelled nigga?
  Been tapped up, ready to die from mail niggas
  Straight goin' to hell
  But livin' the dirty, dirty
  Havin' yah mama worry
  That (?)
  Tired of being blast at, but didn't cast that
  I done asked for my life, and right there was laughed at
  But when I backtracked, (?)
  Blast back
  Told 'em to cast that, take these rounds and add that
  But fact is you don't fuckin' choose yo' wars
  Or be like me muthafucka and do it with two guns
  
  [Chorus--Master P x3]
  
  Check my war wounds (uggggh)
  My war wounds (ugggh)
  Every soldier got a story to tell
  
  [Master P]
  
  My adversarys get popped
  Got me runnin' from cops
  The ghetto life be a dime
  Got me carryin' two glocks
  My enemies is bad
  Chop limes of grass
  Drive-bys and rags
  And representin' red and blue flags
  See I got fools from the ghetto
  Like my cousin' Jimmy wear permanent metals
  My evidence is satus with hoes
  Bloody Polos
  Pullin' in car do's
  And cut up Jabos
  
  [Chorus--Master P x2]
  
  [Silkk the Shocker]
  
  I'm down tah blast for my homies
  And cash for my homies
  Even if I'm old G I'll be down to ride and die
  If the hood call me
  That's why I be hustin' every day
  Could you imagine me with no stash?
  Like a bank with no cash
  Tryna' drive a car with no gas
  And fuck one day with no tag?
  Shotgun with no class
  Window with no glass
  Or all you girls with no ass
  See I'm a risky rider
  Caliope crawler
  A Down South Hustla
  Plus a head buster from New Orleans
  See I gotta be a paid nigga
  A made nigga
  Be the nigga to bust yo' shit
  And the nigga tah be the grave digga
  See my tattoos reveal some of the shit I done did
  But the move of other niggas that bout it
  Feel the shit I do just tah live
  See I been scared, popped at, and shot at
  But I live an eye for eye
  So the enemies I ain't forgot that
  
  [Chorus--Master P x2]
  
  [Mystikal]
  
  It's real, shit's real check my war wounds
  This here real life, ain't no fuckin' cartoons
  I'm the Saudi Arabian death killin' veteran on the tube
  Either me or you right here
  Come back and hang out in my room
  I done shot my rifle, trained to kill
  Got blood on my fatiques
  Once you in ain't no turnin' back
  Lay yo' ass over seas
  Might as well handle your business
  There's no overcome to this shit
  Be on yo' Ps and Qs nigga
  Don't cry like no bitch
  You see a weak nigga, that's a beat nigga
  And fuck a stead nigga, that's a dead nigga
  Tell my mama not to worry bout me why I'm gone
  If I die bitch, box me up and ship me back home
  Bury me in the N.O. with my stripes on my chest
  Tell them muthafuckas that I did my best
  Middle finga pointin' sayin' fuck Iraq
  If you don't believe me check my combat pack
  
  [Chorus--Master P x3]
  
  [Snoop Dogg]
  
  I got a muthafuckin' story to tell
  Nigga, nigga what?
  A muthafuckin' story to tell (What?)
  Fool, I got a muthafuckin' story tah tell
  And every nigga in the jail cell knows it well
  I shank niggas, bank niggas
  Do mo' fo' show
  Seven cluckas, fake dough
  Stayin' way cut throat
  I hang out, slang out, at hotel rooms
  Up all night gettin' in gun fights
  I strike my head on the wall
  Seven Eight ward
  Eastside, rollin' dubs
  Call me big Snoop Dogg
  Follow me, and you'll see how Gs move
  It's written on my face
  I takes my war wounds
  Been around drama since me and my mama
  Use to listen to oldies
  That's why I'm so old G
  Look, when half of you niggas couldn't come outside
  When ya'll was learnin how tah sing
  I was learnin' how tah bang and ride
  Fo' sho' bro, I told yah
  Im'a gangsta soulja, blowin' doja
  What a story tah tell..