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Get up close knock out his grill we don't rap beef
Uh walk down on a nigga we gone leave em dead keep it brief
Ain't no sense of speaking on the dead

neva put in work
Woot de woot said he gone spin on who
I bet i get em first
He gon wind up in a hearse
Tell that boy go back to church
No nine to five we

em
My eyes red in the studio this XO got me rockin'
In paradise like Coolio man gangsta shit been poppin'
But ya'll Soulja Boy frauds that bitches out

, 
Or i hop in the coupe and take off the brains for em,
Tell the boys to back up,
I’m wit the gang and you know that they all strapped up,
He talkin

You a what? Bad Boy Killaz
(That's right, bitch, fuck 'em all)
Hahaha, yeah, nigga, fuck 'em all
(That's right, bitch, fuck 'em all)
Fuck all you

Draco
This your boy Soulja Boy, man (Soulja Boy Tell 'Em)
It's Big Draco by the way (Souja)
You already know what's goin' on (yeah)
Yes, sir,

Cause the streets aint where it is, foreal

(Rxnel Verse I)
Face gated I aint gotta tell ‘em
Who I is
Drive-by’s, look
We aint catching Ubers here
Aye…

till your bloodcot
Tell them who's boss
Tell them who's the hot shot
Stick staunch at all cost
Don't fold till your bloodcot
Tell em who's boss
Respect

caught up in the trap (it's hopeless)
Young D always move with the stick
Hot boy nigga move with the whip
The tabel set boy make your move, make it quick

the projects
Screamin nigga we made it countin up stacks
Don't soulja hate me homie fall back 
You fall off gotta learn how to crawl back 
You getcha turn stay

Turn It Up

Roscoe

The King

party is a Soulja Boy party
I'm turned
I'm turned up, I'm turned up
Turn it up to the maximum!

It feels right to be alive
Let it go and dance

hand) Black boy (Always stick to my plans)
Black boy (They gon learn who i am) Black boy
Never going by your rules (By your rules)
Set shit up just for us

Soulja, Soulja, Soulja, yeah, yeah, ayy, yeah, yeah
They say I should make a change, what the fuck you think I'm doin'
I got up out that maze, I

Yea, turn me up
Mach ten yuh
Mach ten yuh
Leave em on the floor know that boy on Mach ten (Yea, look)

Eeny miney mo
Point em out they gotta go
I

and give em that
Bro want a brain, he goin insane he tryna spin on that
Like fuck the tweeting bitch im maxed im tryna show dat boy
Nigga say he from

'til the cash gone
Loadin' up my (brrr) while my lady put her lash on
We the Empire State, big stick by the safe
Team's sick by the way, you get

BOUGHT THE GROCERIES,
GOT ME FRESH AS HELL EVEN BOUGHT NEW CLOTHES FOR ME…..

NIGGAS IN MY CITY LOVE YA BOY
WE LOST SOME SOULJAS THAT WAS SOULJAS BEFORE

click, boy we'll go smoke ya out
He sayin' he da shit (Stop touching me, nigga!), nah bro, we'll bust you out
I tell'em shut they mouth, 'cause I'm not

hands up in the air!
It's a middle finger affair, yeah
(That's right, bitch, fuck 'em all)
I do my dirt all by my lonely
Don't need no phony homie to call

the rot

Okay okay Soulja boy tell em Soulja boy tell em
Whats going on today mayne
How could he be selling cause he could snap and the beat is real heavy

funk up the beat, like body odor 
Peace all I need, I thought I told ya
Speak what I mean like Pac to Soulja 
Boy, what a mess. It's time to go bruh

Turn My Swag On

Soulja Boy

The Mini Album

2009

Soulja Boy tell 'em!
Hopped up out the bed,
Turn my swag on,
Took a look in the mirror said what's up
Yeah I'm getting money (oh) 
Yeah I'm

the stick
Ain't never gon fade bout no bread or no bitch 
Both of em serious
I'm having that shit
If you think you 1Up then come show me that shit
I'm wit

How to Rob

50 Cent

In Too Deep [Original Soundtrack]

1999

of fucking an R&B bitch
But I wake up early and bounce with all her shit
When I apply pressure, son, it ain't even funny
I'm about to stick Bobby for some