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dawg and they all wanna show love
I’ll pack the boy out if he posts em
Can’t fuck w your love I got colder
White reeboks on me I’m a Soulja
Going JT off

gotta talk in code
Money gone fold when the dope get sold
Big .45 to protect my soul
When a nigga get robbed everything must go 
Make a bitch get the job

people, shoutout to Nigeria
Doing what I want, I'm free like, I did not kill em
I got the vision, I'm Superman ohh, Soulja boy tell em
Osmanli in this

when I ran around the corner by Pat house
Now they got my fuckin' boy on the corner
And if I spray the tec, best believe my boy's a goner
Yellin' down

the glass paint and then you passed it
Had to go tell all the boys how I felt they responded by telling me Lel
Is she really the one that you wanted get with

bullets flushed em
That nigga died? His mama cried? Well tell that bitch that I said fuck her,
(You stupid mother fucker)
Knew that you ain't love em
Let em

Ballin! Soulja Boy Up In Da Buildin
(Throw Some D's On That Bitch)
I Just Got My Report Card
(Throw Some D's On That Bitch) I
Just Got My Report Card
(Throw

I got trapping in my blood
Rap game fucked up uh! I got rapping in my blood
You ain't talking god money boy you ain't rich enough
You ain't afraid

I act this way
I gotta
Use my expertise in making 20 fucking problems
50 for you cause you can never fucking solve 'em
Medicate won't do shit
You

days
Off my chest they go
If it’s mills they know
The intellect is in effect
Detoxing all of this inner stress
Yeah, we watching
Got the game by the neck

If I Ruled the World

Kurtis Blow

Waxin' Lyrical, Vol. 2

2003

culture, build the homeless a home
I'm not runnin', for Congress or the President
I'm just here, to tell the world, how my story went
You see, first it

like my nickname Baby
(Brr) used to have a job
But that job barely paid me
Charley's Grilled Subs tried to
Minimum wage me, l-l lately
Hangin' with my

(gllliiiddd)
Choppy Sounding off singing like Lucci
Left the scene told me boys it was Gucci (brrr)

Neva been a Soulja boy 
Always been a F**in chief 
Lead neva

workin' out
Get a job or go to school to please my momma
Quit my job and now I'm stressin' 'bout a dollar
Everybody tryna grab me by the collar
I don't know

Jackin' and slangin' hustlin' and peerin'
Man that's my life
Baby, slim, fresh, juve, weezy, turk
That's my clique
Disrespect 'em a get 'cha call
Ta

Down Here

The Hot Boys

Let 'Em Burn

2003

disrespect 'em
A get 'cha call ta the morgue quik nigga
Why'kno about the Hot Boys
Disrespect 'em a get a call ta the morgue quik

(Look look look)
I

around and hit that coke, it make my nose bleed (ayy)
I put this shit together like a job (put this shit, whoa)
I put that shit together like a job (put

son like Janet
Fly cause I'm in it
You looking
Like you need a minute
Peso then say so
Same pace so tell em boys
Fuck out my face yo
Hardly ever touch

Cannon

The Juice

Heavy Rotation Allstar Compilation, Vol. 7

2006

to find you
I am, on top of my job
The heavyweight champ of the flow
Its flow like the ocean, open water you drownin'
I will, four pond 'em 
And sink

the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got

Feel Your Pain

Benzino

The Benzino Project

2001

soulja I'ma drown someone Who Makaveli? I give you eight to ya belly For Killa Khadafi, please tell the cops to stop me My brother Seeky, I'ma ride all

Too many whips at the crib, ran out of parking spaces (damn)
And I only like blue cash, I'm money racist (Franks)
I call my G-Wagen Soulja Boy, watch

lucky)
Funny watchin' two niggas beef that could hardly fight
Like Soulja Boy gettin' pepper sprayed by Charleston White
Can't forget about the Super

fucking up my scale 
I was fucking with the scale 
While I'm working 9 to 5 
Young nigga on his job 
Tryna get it how he live 
Living out my dreams 
Had