Lyrics:
Yeah, your grandmama probably know me (hey)
Get more bottles, these bottles are lonely
It's a moment when I show up, got 'em sayin', "wow"
Uh
Brand
better, they misunderstood
(I'm killin' these bitches) Uh, tell 'em
Bitch bad, woman good
Lady better, they misunderstood
They misunderstood (I'm
He said in three days you can even count em boys
Im gonna be kickin again you'll see
When problems try to bury you and make it hard to pray
It may seem
yeah
If you say so
Ladies I book 'em with some cash and hey ho
I rolled in cars Pops never seen
I rolled with stars and
Ladies from the magazine
Getting
him
DMX wanna get down, well, you tell, homie
I'm on that Treach shit, I do my dirt all by my lonely
I should rob Clue, man, his shit did well
I
just to zip 'em up
Am I right?
(You right)
Baby that's what's up
I don't mean to be rude
But I like the way you move
Got your boy in the mood
just to zip 'em up
Am I right?
(You right)
Baby that's what's up
I don't mean to be rude
But I like the way you move
Got your boy in the mood
a call
I could Move through a room full of volters... NICE
And I still turn heads pultagice
Rock a cold chain
Neck full of Soulja ice
You young boys should
world, mayn
And we get the dope out there, mayn
We fuck 'em up!
And you muthafuckas thought I wasn't gonna make a comeback, mayn
I'm gonna tell you
killin' these bitches) Uh, tell 'em
Bitch bad, woman good
Lady better, they misunderstood
They misunderstood (I'm killin' these bitches)
Yeah, now imagine
Hey Lil? Jon, know we tell these boys
When they campin' out with the blunt, right?
We tell ?em puff, puff, pass with your pussy ass
I said puff,
sucker
Meanwhile, Mag in Virginia in some house shoes watchin' the news
Do my album when I'm ready, tell my label to Sue
If I got it I'ma get 'em, it's
cause it's goin' down
You see the DB's tell em' Wacko lookin' for em'
I got some dro, I got some change, I got some pussy for em'
If they ask you where
Married men act totally different
When they by themselves, don't they?
You see them with their wife
"What's up Tony?"
"Hey man, how's everything
me
[Snoop Dogg]
Roll with me, S-N-double O-P
Mel-man where ya been O.G.
Tell me, the game'll never fail me
Ask J or my lil' homie Shelby
Uh, I cut em
stop all dat talking
Bitch just roll my tree
Just bout that draco
got dat Soulja boy rite by my seat
Fuck these niggas mane
Dz niggas don't know bout
try turn to Soulja Boy
I pull the Draco out (Whoa)
These days, rappers sold outs and
They all made up, façade
Only two people I know gon' tell the truth
cause it's goin' down
You see the DB's tell em' Wacko lookin' for em'
I got some dro, I got some change, I got some pussy for em'
If they ask you where
kid Drag strike a light
F*** five mics; my fire burn the wire
'Cause we the n****s that plug
Wrap 'em in the rug
Flames mini blowing on my hands
'bout no muthafuckin' people
I won't rest till I see a nigga dead in the concrete
I be a TRU Soulja till I'm buried
I leave 'em worried, gettin' high for
the only ones that Know so don't tell me watch my Mouth
Nighas dropped the addy a year ago
And i still go by the house I done Learned his route know errnody
your dry cell
My niggas never snitch, why tell?
We roll with no regrets, destinies, fifties and equities
Queens'll be the death of me
come and rock with me everybody rocking out
I make em jump till there's a hole in the fucking ground
Pose for a picture, nigga I am so off the Richter
real hard
Don't treat her like a dog, but let her know
You'll pull her card if she ever gets outta hand
What is you a boy or a man?
Stand up and tell
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