Lyrics:
screaming free all of my niggas
That's locked by them chains and thangs
Came up inda slums making bangs and thangs
Might have to get low
Mel with me that boy
A 100k on my pockets
I'm taking off like a rocket
If Soulja said let's get it started
I'm always going retarded
They know, my swag is so cool
Me
out my pocket; can't stop it (uhh)
All you can do now boy is just respect it
I ain't par tomorrow but the E is connected
Look what happens when you spin
show that same kid that his life greatness
Tell me something I didn't know like black on black aint right boy
Hope I'm locked in ready to go when they
coupe, aye
Aye tell em boo
All in the trenches, weepin' with
My soldiers too, aye, shit, aye
Where my soulja niggas?
Soulja luv, soulja rag like a soulja
I'm a Soulja Livin' Tru, you got the same energy
Huh, tell me, nigga, is you feeling me
Been getting 50 for them 30's up in Tennessee
Sold so much
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
say look me in my eyes
And tell me what you see
My bro nem can count on me cause I’m the 1 2 and 3
Boy you on some other shit
Niggas running round with
out thick
Hoes gettin' in, you betta' pick a bitch
'Cause when I shut it down, the party's over wit
She call me Superman, I'm on my Soulja shit (you)
out thick
Hoes gettin' in, you betta' pick a bitch
'Cause when I shut it down, the party's over wit
She call me Superman, I'm on my Soulja shit (you)
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy
(Hit-Boy)
Ayy, this that Clipse sample, ayy (G.Ry got me)
Fuck that talkin', let the clip slam 'em
Yellow bands
shit
Tell me it'll be safer to say it in Swahili
They be wheeling you away if you
Say it in South Philly
Look, thirty shots
I'm shootin' to peel his top
thirsty) [x2]
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em got the gurl gone wild
When I step on stage, and yo boy crack a smile
She thirsty, she thirsty
She wanna ride with
at that, look at that, Makin em Mad
*View! (Car drives by)*
Jacc Spade: View, let me tell you bro. Man these is gonna be the anthems for the summer bro.
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
use
I'm running circles around 'em on a loop and I go stupid with it
I'm too committed
And I need that girl to tell me I'm cupid with it
Man, I'm too
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
straight up 'cause I got your muzzle
People too hard to figure out, so shit call me a puzzler
Freestyling nigga, boy I be showing charisma
Yeah I be
is perfect, hatin' on me ain't worth it
I guarantee you, boy, the Earth my turf, if it hurts
(Tell, 'em why 'cause I) been around the world
What's happenin main? This B Gizzle
Your number one original hot boy a heard
And I got collipark music they got me bouncin' wit dis one here
You
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
nigga too comfortable
When you stand on nation business real niggas look up too you
On my Soulja swagga jakkin you bussing my brudda move
Jus tell em
the parking lot
By a Cherokee and a green drop-top
And I don't stop, until I squirt
Jeans skirt, butt-naked it all work
You nasty boy, you nasty
You
supporting you boy, getting me the deal
Now we goin' to take over the world
It ain't no game
I'm telling yuo what it is
Soulja Boy tell 'em
The movement
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