Search results for 'im all that by soulja boy tell em' Page #469

the pressure on for real might start applying, and don’t tell em shit if he go get killed not notifying

You say that you need me, my heart’s yours I feel for

boy, I was locked up in them chains for it
My momma know it, I don't do no back and forth
I catch 'em, whack the boy
Got racks, I stay wit' that

Back Out

Tydolla$ign

The Chang Project

2017

(yeah)
Don't you ever count me out (me out)
I'm a certified freak, no doubt
Smack you on the ass and you tell me go all the (go all the)
Like to get

Big Ol' Drip

T.I.

The Dime Trap

2018

seen shit
Callin' me an activist, stumbled on it by accident
You can see I'm passionate but not a politician though
On I-G I'm killin' that fashion

fucking em when I please
There ain't een no discussion, no one is over me
I'm on some shit boy
Fuck around and get hit boy
You know the gang I represent boy

I feel like a phenomenon
Like I'm who these people idolize
And I won't let nothing get in my way
It ain't a thing, we do this all the time

Got

and a 100 rounds will chew 'em up
Tell ya homie watch his fuckin mouth before I glue it shut
You don't even own a gun lil boy so what you shootin' up
5.56

They wanna meet me tell'em I'm busy
They wanna see me tell'em I'm sorry
They wanna do this, they wanna do that
But they betrayed me and they ain't

for a new start
Before you answer just let me sip on this potion
Although I love y'all for everything that you gave
I'm proud of myself for the things

the game i'm locked in like i kept on retwisting em
Here to stay ain't popping in they taking pics and cropping in
I don't need no shot of henn im all good

go ayo ayo a
Slay bro, muhh fuckin beast mode
It's okay o aye o aye
Pay load, bars by the boat load
Up on this 8-0 8-0-8
Gimme that beat on repeat
I'm

Hell Yeah

Diddy

Hustlenomics

2007

shoes on that old school 'llac (hell yeah)
Is you my nigga 'til they take your last breath (hell yeah)
Any kind I'm wit'cha way, wit'cha way I'm wit'cha

Girls Go Crazy

R. Kelly

TP.3 Reloaded

2005

(that's right)
So quit running around here bitching 
And tightening up ya game

Yeah Okay (okay) Kells Stunna Ghetto thriller 
I smell ya boy (sniffing

2018 I got touched
By the hand of God, Swear they can't say Im out of touch
Do not need to get cut to be covered in blood
I tried to tell em but

Drop top stolen cars, out the roof or hop out and turn opps into bowling balls
Fuck boy we don't got it all, pop a wop take a shot of that remy to wash

at all, I'm trynna get richer than Roddy (Roddy)
Diamonds all 'round my wrist, they pissin' lil boy, they goin' potty
Bring out that 'Lamb on the road
Boy

wisdom got me driven cause I'm gifted with damages
Boy musta dropped the ball, guess y'all ain't tryna score
I'ma keep on diving for more
I absorb

people I love 'em
You can come try yo' luck if you think that I'm bluffing
They sent him above can't put no one above 'em
I got all these temptations like

know they hopin that I fail
They try and hide it I can tell
I made it through all by myself
Its only right that I prevail
Its only right that I prevail

interstate & forget about all my thoughts 


Tell me what you searching for nigga I'm searching for a check 
Na tell me what u gained from  it I gained my

'd be all they' be saying bro
Wanna hang out but they' still cold, mind blown like a hard stone
They be tryna getting on my nerve, tell em "What the fuck

The Faces

Aceyalone

A Book of Human Language

1998

a poloroid? -say cheese-
Of the face that got you employed -please-
Same face your momma enjoyed as a boy
Will be the same face that will get you destroyed

likely lose
Like I always do

So, tell me, are you runnin' scared
'Cause you know that I'm beyond repair?
Well, baby, I'm a master of
The ancient art

I pray to god that we blessed Every night I pray the best for my ex
To tell the truth I don’t know if I’ll move on till I’m thrashing the rest
Gotta