Lyrics:
(Boww Boww)
Better then Ya top Five
Ni**a dead or alive
Rap game sleeping on me
Guess its time to wake em up
F**k Ya favorite rapper
Hogtie em
stop me how?
Your opinion's like a broken calculator, that shit doesn't count
Shut your motherfucking mouth
I'm emptyin' (I'm emptyin') my book
beat the fuckin' case
Trap house in the city, wake up lickin' titties
Surrounded by the thots, surrounded by the bitties
If I got the hunnids, then you
play
Blindfold em and (line em up in a row)
I'm bored out of my fucking mind with these fat asses and fast food
Fake beefs and rap crews, snap
Planning trips to go
To France
I might be gone by tonight but
I can't tell you in advance
Could just slide up out yo' life
Just like that door on
Side ya'
got them blues, tell me what you wanna do
Say you wanna be a soulja, then you gotta live tru
Ludacris, me ain't crazy, but Z's still say fu
Got up late,
Try to be cool wit em and warn em when I get upset
First I just don’t speak then I’m regretting what I just said
Then they all lookin' at me like they
em like a Soulja
Keep on floating By
I'm the chosen child
Thas I'm asking why
So I can take your pain
And turn it into mine
Man I don't mind
I got
the energy is the bomb
I can tell that you fascinated by the way we rhyme
And we flow like with the mo like
Mo strike wit the fire
Baby I know you say it
am black
I tell 'em that I am Nigerian (Nice boy)
They asking me why do we do what I do
I tell 'em to numb the pain killing us (Killing us, killing us)
told a young nigga please fucking stop
Fuck that you won't talk
when you hear the fucking drop boy
2 shots to the top of his top
Big mouth let
of p'rada, alize and vodka
Late nights, candlelight, then I tear the cock up
Get it up I put it down erytime it pop up, huh
I got to snap em, let it loose,
young niggas hustled at
Right by the stop sign, that's where they was bussin' at
When ya come here with nothin', gotta learn how to provide
Carlo had
keep the rocket
He tryna be Mook, Fenny need to stop it
If he the plug then I’m knocking off the socket
Check Gilla cam, we the trending topic
Gun
This is one for the profit
One for the hoes
One for anybody that tells me no
One for everybody and the boys in the back when I said that I rap
boutta splurge 50
Tell them bitches if they pussy smell like fishes I ain’t swimming (no)
Bumping Soulja slimmy gotta nigga feeling wicked
And Yea I’m
they can send me a few of yours
And by a few I mean way more than two
You can times that by twenty and tell 'em to come through
And watch them get
the earth this mean
Bow before the king, kiss the goat all purpose ring
While the god poses like a Bow Soulja Verzuz meme
Y'all with all the jokes, laugh
the boys dawg they tryna pull you over
A tell em my name Elroy Jefferson
Fuck dem niggas for real
We out dawg i gotta go
The muthafucka boys tryna sweat
get dropped
Put 'em in the mud, pop and I can't stop now
Nigga that I thug wit' kill
Pop to tha chest how does it feel
And nigga we peel caps
Pap,
rosie, get rosie
You ‘bout to get a nigga out of character
I don’t do subs, you know if I don’t fuck with you
You a paper boy, tell me what’s the real
to the bone with your main bitch
Sorry she nothing but a loner
Shoot em one time in the head
boy i heard you a motherfucking donut
Sippin by the two, i am off
you wit me then let them keys blow (keys blow)
[Fred] Don't be afraid. Don't be afraid
Throw 'em up and let ya nuts hang low now..
I keeps it gangsta
loving what I do
So much in inspiration comes I got to tell my crew (Yo)
Aye let's get together cause I think I got some heat
First we start recording then
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