Released: November 26, 2005

Songwriter: The Game

[Intro]
Yo Mal, they tried to kill me man
Five shots and I'm still here nigga, hahaha

[Hook]
I don't give a fuck where you niggas from
East to West coast I'mma bang my gun
You better wear a vest when you come outside
'Cause nigga this's Westside 'til I die
I'm a motherfuckin' Soldier nigga
I'm a soldier nigga
I'm a motherfuckin' soldier nigga
I'm a soldier nigga

[Verse 1]
"He signed with Dre, he gon' sell
Will he do a mill plus or will he end up in jail?"
Get real close to the speaker, I got a story to tell
He went from the front porch to the cover of double X-L
I took one in the heart, I'm ready to die
And all this hennesey will make a nigga crash the G5
Catch me at a stop sign nigga I ain't drunk
I'm gangsta I pop mine and leave you eyeing the pump
Tie your faggot ass up let you die in the trunk
I'm from Westside Compton nigga I ain't a punk
Streets is talkin', Is he from Cali? is he from Queens?
Do he ghost for P. Diddy, can he write me a sixteen?
Did he take 5 shots? is he a blood or a crip?
Ridin' through the CPT my hood painted on the bricks
And I'mma die with a empty clip, 'cause I'm a ghetto boy
I just rap a lot like J-Prince

[Hook]
I don't give a fuck where you niggas from
East to West coast I'mma bang my gun
You better wear a vest when you come outside
'Cause nigga this's Westside 'til I die
I'm a motherfuckin' Soldier nigga
I'm a soldier nigga
I'm a motherfuckin' soldier nigga
I'm a soldier nigga

[Verse 2]
In '99 I studied The Chronic inside out
Ate Doggystyle for breakfast, lunch was Reasonable Doubt
I ain't know how to count bars, I was writin' on napkins
High as fuck I wrote my first sixteen to Illmatic
I was in the hood fightin' with niggas, over who the best MC
Ice-Cube, Snoop Dogg or Xzibit (Pac, and Pac)
And how the East been makin' a killin'
Since them Long Beach niggas walked in New York and crushed the buildings
Then this Marcy Project nigga came and stole the crown
Right after the king of N.Y. had got shot down
Ten years later I'm in Harlem killin' them mixtapes
They like me, I want 'em to love me like they love Ma$e
But holla in L.A them niggas'll tell ya they hate me
And the plan is to catch me with my gun on safety
Nigga I'm still breathin', I ain't dead
Next time you try to kill me put one in my head

[Hook]
I don't give a fuck where you niggas from
East to West coast I'mma bang my gun
You better wear a vest when you come outside
'Cause nigga this's Westside 'til I die
I'm a motherfuckin' Soldier nigga
I'm a soldier nigga
I'm a motherfuckin' soldier nigga
I'm a soldier nigga

[Verse 3]
Before Jimmy Iovine the kid was in IVs
These bitch niggas tried to take my life for five Gs
I was in the projects, two o'clock in the mornin'
Playin' Madden, niggas kicked in the door and start blastin'
Nigga I'm a gangsta, I don't need no pity
I just sit inside the Ferarri and roll up a philly
And I been compared to Shyne like Shyne was compared to Biggie
I'm from Compton he from New York City
Come on really you gotta be kiddin'
Ain't nobody Biggie but Biggie
But I'm a six figi niggie, and I know Fifty
But that don't mean I can get you backstage at awards
Or cause you went to highschool I'mma take you on tour
'Cause he got two bodyguards he can't get hit with the four
And 'cause he wear a vest don't make him 2Pac Shakur
When you see me in the streets, ain't no security guards
No L.A.P.D, no bullet proof cars, I'm a gangsta!

[Hook]
I don't give a fuck where you niggas from
East to West coast I'mma bang my gun
You better wear a vest when you come outside
'Cause nigga this's Westside 'til I die
I'm a motherfuckin' Soldier nigga
I'm a soldier nigga
I'm a motherfuckin' soldier nigga
I'm a soldier nigga

The Game

Jayceon Terrell Taylor was born November 29th, 1979 in Compton, California to two Crip-affiliated gang members. He grew up on Santana Blocc, a Crip-controlled neighborhood, with a large family of half and step siblings. He was hardened by a rough and violent childhood stinting from his parent’s drug use, domestic violence, and family members being killed through gang-related conflicts.

By 2000, a 21-year-old Jayceon Taylor was a member of the Cedar Block Pirus, a Blood-affiliated gang, and dealt drugs on the streets of Compton.

Late on the night of October 1st, 2001, Jayceon was alone in his apartment when the doorbell rang and after opening the door, he was jumped by three