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the cattle
No saddle she ride me den suck vacuum
He thought he was it then my young nigga tagged em
Dragged em
Act like a bitch so we smacked em
Yea
Like damn

(This the mind of a soldier)
(A mind of a soldier)
(Yeah, bitch I feel like Soulja, yeah-yeah)
(Uh, uh, shit)
I was outside with a lil drac', they

Pistol totin Nigga, head bussing
Like madden send a blitz, he dot that door then I'm gone rush em
I put like 50 All up in his system, heard them

Tell them like I’m Soulja boy the first one did it

foreign I seen a hater at the bus stop
Asked if he needed a job then told him sit the fuck down
Ay bro that kit hard as hell I'm content
Stupid where I'm

live it
If you lyin' then you finished don't deny it just admit it
We inspire those diminished
Take em to a higher limit
Higher power we devour getting

ass summer school
Nigga, I ain't Soulja Boy, I really got a hundred shooters
Like a bad man at a football game when we run into 'em
Loft on Hamlet,

Sag My Pants

Hopsin

Raw

2012

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

state of mind like a shooter
For the New York Knicks i'm the best
And if they ask Kawhi like the Clips
Tell 'em Dax got a glove with
The game in his grip

Tell th'em boy stop playing with me I'll get you gone less then a week 
Walk him down right on his block you know I keep that stick on me 
Even though we

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

like Chubby Checker
The boy's versatile, I got styles by the piles I got more piles of styles than lawyers got files

Got flavor, more than big shavers

enemies
What, you niggas don't remember me
With a feel this real 
You should know me by my energy
Top tenning then  you should've mentioned me
Then again,

Till We Dead and Gone

Master P

MP Da Last Don

1998

thing you got so it all depends on who the sharpest shot
Lets get it on
Boy your funerals after if dead Krayzie snaps
Cause there be to many bloody

How you a shooter still missing aint catching no bodies
An you broke as hell boy yo ass aint a threat to nobody
Oh he think he soulja boy mixin the bean

and shoulders down to the south
Stop talking bitch and put it in your mouth
Rolling dollo boy, you know what I'm about
On the drugs baby and it ain't for clout

The tracks I'm on never stop
You hear me snap, crackle pop
Yuh

Don't turn me off
If you make a bet, it's on
If you get a bit of money, take it and walk
If you

Man Down

Chris Brown

YBN: The Mixtape

2018

you", so you know I'm finna slide (watch me slide)
Watch me do that walk up, you seen that pole, now he surprise
Hollow tips gon' hit 'em then I'm

Relax Your Mind

Loon

Shake Ya Tailfeather [Australia CD]

2003

I slip and slide with this chick from Norway
Whips I push, make the bitch's jaw sway
Then I hit they bush, leave 'em drippin all day
Then I get like

swerving lane to lane this shit metropolis
Why you don't speak on shit? cus I be peeping shit
They gone remember me, my life you can’t remix
Tell'em cut up

Chi-City

Common

Be

2005

turn code and then go screech
I tell 'em "fuck 'em" like I do to police
The beast in runnin' rampant
I'm in between sheets tryna have sex that's

boy, it's gotta pop

Tron, you snap too much, boy, you gotta stop
BIN hit for a BIN so I gotta shop
This money get any bitch so I got a lot
She was real

Freestyle Session

H.S.E.

Hustlaz Stackin' Endz

1999

That boy gon' get the girls man, he gon' make 'em all soothe
In a bubble bath in the jacuzzi, might pull a yellow bone floozie
That boy don't

little nigga, tell em
How you do the shit, how you kill lil niggas

Meek put me in a battle, quick 10 g's
Rode in a black Bentley member
I had a 10 speed