Lyrics:
the flow is spasmodic what they call insane
That ain't even a motherfucking aim I get dough boy
And you already know that pimping
Eighteen how I'm living
the flow is spasmodic what they call insane
That ain't even a motherfucking aim I get dough boy
And you already know that pimping
Eighteen how I'm living
twenty four with that
Aint no redemption, you been treating em like Shawshank
Killing dreams with you like Shark Tank
Just tell me that you want me
But
league with my bases keep em covered
That's some real shit
Ay, fck it imma reload look
Name hold weight like a kilo look
You might think I'm crazy call me
and I won't snap, uh
Two-fifty a show and they still think I'm sellin' crack, uh
When you bring my name up to the judge just tell em' facts
Tell em how
the brakes when we bend the curves
And we still got no accidents
I tell all my boys that they gotta be souljas
They respond man what's hannenin
That boy there
I'm Soulja
I'ma hit that boy like a boulder
Twenty eight minutes until you are dead
I will decapitate and fuck your head
I'll eat your heart between
Jungle Boys
You ain't bout no gun action stop woofing
N***as shoot diss tracks we shot bullets
Made 5K on the corner and the cops took it
But you can tell
sight is
Vision stay closed minded
When I'm comin up behind em
50-50 see me grinding
Oh you deaf boy let me sign it
Graph to the points only what makes
sank
I got that you but I never crank
Sold out a show just kidding
Don't make money but I'm winning
I just move here no sitting
But you mad why is boy so
been in the studio making tracks
But y'all boys wouldn't know nothing bout that
You too busy running off at your mouth
Hollerin about, we fell out
You
Speak junk, I'll slow up your road with speed bumps
When they play this in the club (say what?)
Go and tell that nigga, bump that (say what?)
Throw
tell it's mine
With a baseball cap that's black that I'm wearin
and a look that keeps you all starin
and wondering why I'm invincible
But when you hear
love you
So tell em' I said fuck you
Yeah I said fuck you (Yeah yeah)
I snuck in Drake's house when he was alone inside (Uh oh)
You can say I have
pottery
Go and ask my pops, he'll tell ya I be where that slaughter be
No need to reach the top, my top that be where your daughter be
I'm ready for my shot
track calisthenics
Cause it's a warm up like practice
But I'll still smash em if I skipped it more times
And AI said practice
That time he skipped
But I got no chill
Gotta stay on em
Niggas aint know boy you gotta stay on em
Said I got no chill
Why do em like that said that you was gone thought
of the game by some light years
You can tell 'em that we out here
Living life without fear
Can nobody do it better
We ahead of the game by some light years
Yow
the world
And that's what separate the geto boys from girls, come on
5th Ward is the spot where niggas get shot
Hoes sell cock and every block is hot
the world
And that's what separate the geto boys from girls, come on
5th Ward is the spot where niggas get shot
Hoes sell cock and every block is hot
the funk I be pumpin up in em
With this and it's the
Yeah - Tung Twista
Oooooweee
Haa-haa
Boy, if that ain't bad, my name ain't Lewis Tyrone Chillinfoot,
as I put my show on
I'm bringing honor like I am Mulan
And I bring joy like my boy Rohan
Girls on me I give em my digits
When my name is heard they
Walk em' down
Let's go
Tell em to kiss you thru the phone
This big worldwide
We ain't going nowhere we still getting it
HWY
Baby you know that I love you
the heat to em
Cos am lit to em
I'm a g to em
I'm elite to em
I'm the streets to em
Bring the east to em
Bring the gist to em
Nigga
Uhhhh
Shebi I tell you
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