Lyrics:
games, ooh
Gotta tell 'em 'bout Jesus still
The King who dies and heals
You know who He is when He's out in the field
Let's keep it real, I don't
Slick
Used to get 'em by the hundreds nigga, you can ask Slick
Bet Jeezy pack the dough homie just like Vick
You Know What It Is
I can't even lie
ain't wanna look out for my children
Matter fact, I'm back, I been gettin' stats
Don't fuck with 'em, tell 'em let's do it
Turn boys to men, I'ma get
And you know when you feel that spirit
Whew, you know you got to heed what you're hearing
And when He tells you to move, you got to do what it do
and tell you what to do
TRUE
Back in ‘85
Brought ya boy alive
When there was no Biggie
Just some small ass fries
No Diddy
No Pac
Just a crowd to rock
broke em all down and we all got high
And niggas don't be trippin don't be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like
of people out there
Fricky-fricky-fricky-fricky-fricky, under they track, ow, tell 'em
[Timbaland]
Tell 'em it's on, I bet you didn't see it coming, oh
Tell
wants you Uncle Jam wants you to funk with him
Come on, I said he wants you
He wants you to jam with him
Hey boy, whatcha doing sweatin' over there
(That boy Cassius)
(Nonstop)
Hey
Came through drippin' (drip drip)
Came through drippin' (drip drip)
Came through drippin' (drip drip)
down for the boy D-mo
(Big Moe)
Its that nigga, nigga named M-o-e
I represent that Southside, yeah the 3
Hooked up with them boys off that Long Drive
You
Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got
Show 'em what ya got
Show-show 'em what ya got
Show 'em what ya got
Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got
'Cuz shit is gettin'
DJ's cut it up, drop them joints
Everybody's been waitin' to dance
And make noise
B-boys, let me see you break it down
And ladies, let your hips move
Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Got me feeling like
Hey Boy Im on another level
Trusting God no matter what so Im walking by faith
Boy Im on another
I'm a Soulja Livin' Tru, you got the same energy
Huh, tell me, nigga, is you feeling me
Been getting 50 for them 30's up in Tennessee
Sold so much
with the bad boy
Shawdy pull up to the bad boy (Nah boy)
Said she wanna fuck with the bad boy (Nah)
Said she won't duck from the bad boy (Hey)
Go try you
Lamborghini replay (back to back)
I fishbowl the coupes, watch 'em hate (coupe)
The guts, it's red, Kool-Aid (guts)
We got sticks, in case you wan' play
with pneumonia (he's got AIDS)
Good luck Mr. Shady
Hi there, little boys and girls (fuck you)
Today we're gonna to learn how to poison squirrels
with pneumonia (he's got AIDS)
Good luck Mr. Shady
Hi there, little boys and girls (fuck you)
Today we're gonna to learn how to poison squirrels
What's happenin main? This B Gizzle
Your number one original hot boy a heard
And I got collipark music they got me bouncin' wit dis one here
You
gun, what you gon' do boy?
You betta sit down nigga don't play like that
Betta yet tell ya man to put down the gat
Before it get ugly, I'ma leave ya
Man I tell you what. Rappers today...
All they do is mumble on and on about
Some molly, lean, xanny's
It's like them drugs made em'
Lose all they
days and years past when you add it up that's life boy
My young nigga said Josh I ain't you ion work for these white folk
Big Soulja got the Draco I got
Soulja Boy Tell'em with a brand new mac eleven
N***a try me man I'm rockin' gucci sweaters
Louis on my head BLVD is getting money
N***az hatin' on me
mistreat her
For the bitch, nigga you don't need em
You bitches, ain't getting shit
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[Lil' Jon]
(hey hey) there you have ladies and gentlemen (there
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