Lyrics:
on the hill, got my mind on a mill
On a mission tryin to get rich
Down to hit a switch, let me come down aww boy nasty bitch
All up in my face, ridin got bass
hood
They gon’ be proud of me
We gon’ blow this shit like
We hit the lottery
I got some niggas itching for a body
Young nigga go get him, he already got
Yeah
I tried talk to 'em
Quit talking, I'ma hang you by your tongue, yeah
Any motormouth could get hung high
We don't fuck with niggas like
Yeah
I tried talk to 'em
Quit talking, I'ma hang you by your tongue, yeah
Any motormouth could get hung high
We don't fuck with niggas like
I dedicate this song
To everybody
Who's felt pain
Deep pain
Oooo, tell me
Oooo, oooo, yeah
Oooo, tell me
Oooo, oooo, yeah
Ayo, Empress
Make 'em
I be chillin by my lonesome
Feel like they don’t fuck with me
Acting like you know sum
Nigga youn know bout me
I’m Posted up on k block right
it and glock and um cocking it gettin hot by da minute.
Soulja boy tell em I?m all about cheddar folk icey
new chevy same color as antelope.
I?m sick
Bahdi-by-by
Get it.. right, nigga
They all know Lil' Weezy ride at.. night, nigga
I dip low, and I'm strapped up.. tight, nigga
Duct tape your momma,
tell em'
I don't ride solo no more
Got a Soulja girl for my Soulja boy
ain't wanna look out for my children
Matter fact, I'm back, I been gettin' stats
Don't fuck with 'em, tell 'em let's do it
Turn boys to men, I'ma get
Big boy
Big boy
Big boy
I said give me two pairs
('Cause) I need two pairs
So I can get to stomping in my Air Force Ones
(Big boy) stomping
gun, what you gon' do boy?
You betta sit down nigga don't play like that
Betta yet tell ya man to put down the gat
Before it get ugly, I'ma leave ya
Let me smoke a blunt right now and get in my zone
Akademiks said Freddie Gibbs got beat up by Jim Jones (word)
I'm not a big fan of his the streets
blow your brains out
East Side, West Side, we get 'em up
Any enemies, ask who set 'em up
You a friend of me? Guess who let 'em up
Take my stack see
get em
Shoot!
Let me get em
Nah shootout ayye, nah shootout ayyee, nah shootout ayyee, nah shootout ayyee
(soulja boy tell em)
[verse 1:]
Its
Big boy
Big boy
Big boy
I said give me two pairs
('Cause) I need two pairs
So I can get to stomping in my Air Force Ones
(Big boy) stomping
just to make my rims spin
Half a million dollars spent on the house I live in
Even more spent on the seat I sit my ass in
Soulja boy tell em a.k.a
[Soulja Boy]
Hey whats up whats up dis ya boy Soulja Boy Tell 'em,
When you get dis message, pack ya bags,
Cause we going on a trip (trip)
[Soulja Boy]
Hey whats up whats up dis ya boy Soulja Boy Tell 'em,
When you get dis message, pack ya bags,
Cause we going on a trip (trip)
Niggas make believe
Rip Soulja slim I used to rock them Soulja rees
Back in the day franchise had me in
White tees
Hard head do whatever just to get
Some
red lights
Tell me stop cause I'm killin em
Got chains like a millions
Lames they not feelin em
But tell em keep hatin
Praying on my downfall, tell em
Noboul settin precedents
Stackin all these presidents
These ones stuck in my pocket
Man I turn em all to Benjamin's
Soulja 8 I represent
My people
Let 'em fight (let 'em fight) let 'em fight (let 'em fight)
Don't break it up, let 'em go, let 'em fight (let 'em fight)
Let 'em fight (let 'em
surprise
Catch 'em by surprise
Catch 'em by surprise
Let's go
Bounce to the beat, people hands up
Everybody in the place stand up
And jump it, shake
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