Lyrics:
better, cuz I'm baking everyday
Unaffected by the hate,You a lame and you late
Its a shame, its a shame, Ha I'm still getting paid
If we beef like Soulja
soulja I'ma drown someone Who Makaveli? I give you eight to ya belly For Killa Khadafi, please tell the cops to stop me My brother Seeky, I'ma ride all
boy 550 s-class
I hit the gas and watch them hoes waving through the glass
Pimp glass I'm riding new in 2008 (say what)
I hit them hoes and send em
boy 550 s-class
I hit the gas and watch them hoes waving through the glass
Pimp glass I'm riding new in 2008 (say what)
I hit them hoes and send em
who's that?
Bro spin that, he's movin' like Christopher Walkin' (movin')
I just tell the young boys, "Step back"
Take deep breaths dat, cah there ain't
Young boy
Young boy stack your mill get out the fucking way
Young boy stack your mill get out the fucking way
Young boy stack your mill get out
tell em it's them
Wu-Tang is for the children
They bugging, tell em' again
Wu-Tang is for the children
Deck performing on the track, call him Jeff
Consequence
Once for the Tribe
Talkin' 'bout my man GLC and now he's around
Talkin' 'bout John Legend
Take 'em all the way to Heaven
Speakin' of Heaven
Common
peace in your life
Tell me what did you end his for
Double P the team and we glowing indigo
Took the local scene by more than any storm
Like Push said,
talk)
They want the throne but tell the haters that I got it locked (got it locked)
I shoot 'em on the west so whatever all they way to the block (doors
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
of flattery
Doin' the buck 10 chrome skating on the battery
My, clutch burnin' on top of the world turnin'
Rippers is just learning by stacks I been earnin'
of you, but they loving all of my songs
Soulja boy, pretty boy swag
Hoping that I fail but I'm back, yeah, I'm back
Told mom I'm runnin' up a bag
Used
Look at my set, look at my neck
Bible NLT with a stack on deck
She sent that text but I cant fall for it
That bed gon be my coffin
Living water my drip
the figures stack
And send it to my momma say
2am we be chilling
Rollie on my wrist and it's chilling
(them boys them they here)
Guys on deck and they willing
Stack 'em high like paper limbs
Cut the deck girl, how does this end
The sun, the moon it's written in the stars
Did it tell you that you'd break my
Set the place on fire
I don't know I might dream yeah
Eh Soulja tell 'em
You know I'm on your mind, please give me your mind
Do it so sublime, all
high
Iced out everythang, stacks on deck no bank,what y'all kno bout the five hottest
Niggas in tha game, bow wow, short dog,scrappy, tha boi Lil'
don't match
But I'll always be a boss cuz my bars don't lack
Stuck stuck stick em' up
All the young goods gone bad what's up
Stack stack stack it up
Imma
You say you got dem keys and dem peas, shittin' me
Talkin' 'bout you got dem stacks on deck boy, shittin' me
D4L ain't what's happenin', shittin' me
talk, real breath, make it clear hoe!
[Chorus: Carolyn Rodriguez]
Throw your hood up
All my G's represent
Turn up your deck
Dope House click came
trapping dodging traffic me and spin master with some gang members
I can tell by your homie eyes they ain't gone bang with ya
Life sentence both snitches
And if you snitching tell 'em we ain't fuvking with ya
Allow me to stack my os
Stack some more badman i been through highs and lows
Ask my bros
Mandem from
bye
Tell' em bitch boy bye, tell' em bitch boy bye
Middle fingers up as I drift on by
Tell 'em Sneans on deck bitch, Sneans on deck,
Sneakers and jeans
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