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neva put in work
Woot de woot said he gone spin on who
I bet i get em first
He gon wind up in a hearse
Tell that boy go back to church
No nine to five we

Down 4 My N's

Magic

Trapped in Crime [Clean]

2000

pouring out your hair
Nigga, any-fucking-time, nigga, any-fucking-where
"Make 'em bleed" is the motto that I live by
If you fuck with me, it's a must,

Down 4 My N's

Magic

No Limit Top Dogg

1999

pouring out your hair
Nigga, any-fucking-time, nigga, any-fucking-where
"Make 'em bleed" is the motto that I live by
If you fuck with me, it's a must,

that keep a choppa in the couch
Young boy posted up wit the shottas in the house
cnd they call ya moms mom cause they mom put 'em out
Naw
You ain't

Can I Ball

M.A.C.

Shell Shocked

1998

Do it like that. 



[Mac] 



Ya heard me. 



[Soulja Slim] 



Do it. 



[Chorus] 



Can I ball y'all or do they want

Doggfather

Snoop Dogg

Tha Doggfather

1996

(need 'em)
You lay your hands on baby, watch how fast they take your freedom
I delete 'em and don't mistreat 'em
I stay up on but that's one to grow

Fascinated

Lyn Collins

Port of Miami 2

2019

out to my dog, he gon' pull it
I put that on my soul, that's on everythang
I put that on my soul, that's on everythang (Maybach Music)

Candy paint

For these are the times
You either crank that Soulja boy
Or that Soulja boy cranks you
Said shut the fuck, aye
Money moves only moves I make hoe

I tell em be modest (Yo I try to be modest)
I tell em be modest (Man I tell em be modest)
But they like "Fuck that. Been getting my dollas 
Bitch I

Like broke to me still exist
But you know what?

..God slapped me with a gift
I’d double down on the clique
We Souljas.. yea
Yea I say you know what
(Uh)

blades and Maserati
Got that screwzew, bangin behind tint
Windows tinted, I'ma slow up the speed limit
Let them boys know, flip phone I be foldin em
Fillin

blades and Maserati
Got that screwzew, bangin behind tint
Windows tinted, I'ma slow up the speed limit
Let them boys know, flip phone I be foldin em
Fillin

Drop the Bomb On 'Em

Eminem

Relapse: Refill

2009

I'm sick as hell, boy, you better run and tell someone else
Bringin' hell, boy, singin' telegrams and get dealt
And to that boy on them sedative meds

short, so let me keep it sincere
When I'm on that frisbee field, you know my impact's severe (bitch)
I'll be takin' the shots and breaking 'em lots you

Soulja Boy tell em.
Uhh, bitch I look like Goku.
Bitch I look like Vegeta, im hoppin out that oldschool.
'64 Impala, swagged up.
Bitch I'm poppin

'm traumatized
I seen shit that turn you Soulja

Art of war We living by that gun
We not dieing by it

Stolen cars We get up close
These niggas doing drive bys

spinnin'
They thought the Ferrari was rented
I'm ridin my windows ain't tinted
It's Soulja Boy Tell 'Em im gettin it
Molly in my pocket, taking off like

bring the plan back to my team, tell 'em go wild
God body, my physique, and my profile
I did every single goal that I wrote down, checked it off it's

to worry 'cause I ride for ya
Like K said over loyal even tell bout a lie for ya
You put me in the game and dog I owe it all to ya
And when it get

Stomp

Drew's Famous

Drew's Famous Top Christian Countdown

don't play like that
Betta yet tell ya man to put down the gat

Before it get ugly, I'ma leave ya bloody, lil' bloody
Don't play with the gun smoke

Cause the streets aint where it is, foreal

(Rxnel Verse I)
Face gated I aint gotta tell ‘em
Who I is
Drive-by’s, look
We aint catching Ubers here
Aye…

I learned more by that corner store
If you didn't know herione worth more than gold
Sick wit the flow this more than just a common cold 
Can't stand

Now break his legs, arms, neck (yea).

[Chorus]

(Soulja boy tell em)
(S.O.D. money gang entertainment)
(I present to you the show stoppas)
(When

from L.A. take the rag out ya pocket and show 'em that
Gang bangin' and gold is back; me and T.I. holdin' the track

Yeah man, this ya boy Block, man