Lyrics:
Yea, Tell em where you from
Kelvin Blessed is from the East and Brooklyns where they raised me
Know Biggie know Pop same hood that raised Jay Z
They
[Verse 1]
Soulja Boy Tell Em.
Runnin With It.
Gotta Get A Black Mask,
Cant See Me, SouljaBoyTellEm.
Im On The Beat.
I'm Undefeat. Tid,
Did Yo
hands out, begging for a stack
But like Soulja Boy, I was born in the trap
Broke ass niggas still begging for a stack
Take 'em to Shawty Lo, nigga, learn
sky gettin high wit my dawgs
From the cell to the trenches
We gon make it out
Boy say that he a soulja we can shoot it out
Free my boys on them books
We
the same clip, an see,
you can get wit this, or you can get wit that,
you probably won't get wit this click, 'cause um, this where the gangsters at,
Surround by them top shottas
Baby I'm a don dada
Bro blow he opp stopping
We gone make em' jump like hop scotching
That lil boy slow he on the internet
have no more funk (Hell naw)
Get in where you fit in, punk
It's what life is all about
Did that get him, did that get it? (Yeah, you got him)
Wait,
woe
You went sent that hit and still ain't get what you had paid foe
I only rock soulja rags and i don't smoke no dead folk
This draco keep them birds
come walk by my side (my hood, oh)
They don't want me to shine, women's group, my god (shine, god)
Now don't get it twisted, I do support 'em, but why
Like it's 4th and 1
Bitch lied said I keeped her
I ain't hit her more than once
I be onna fucking gooo
But always repping where I'm from
I'm a Nola boy
Thug]
H-Town nawfside
That's where the boss ride
Haters get ya mouth wide
Ya insides outside
Talking down on my side
Naw we don't play that
Where you say
Take that shit to trial
She took a plea when you was 14 and Still aint make it out
Ion fuck wit her no more but she Still gone get the house
Me and her
You can tell I got some M's
If I don't, I'm gon' get them
Olympic pool bitch take a swim
Guerilla warfare for you and him
Soulja rag for Soulja Slim
Begged Momma and she came through
And she bought me that Game boy advance
Tell the labels I ain't playing no games boy
Where's my advance
If it ain't
you at, nigga
Yeah, yeah, check it, check it
95-South, homie, tell ‘em I’m en route
And I ain’t fronting nothing, neither
That ain’t what I’m ‘bout
No
for the line I don't gotta ask for what, he know what he doing
Rule number 1 don't tell these bitches you love em, you do it that shit a mistake
Rule
you get that? Where you get that? Where you get that?
I wanna buy it
I wanna spend it
Boy you ain't got it, boy you be trippin'
Boy you be trippin'
Boy
her into a Soulja
(That’s my luh Soulja)
Imma bad nigga no good for her and she know it
(baby girl you know it)
It be all good till she ask me where
don't care
He'll have that red shit pourin' out your hair
Nigga, any fuckin' time nigga, any fuckin' where
Make 'em bleed is the motto that I live by
Aye
They already know
What it is
Aye smokeeez
Smoke smoke
They all call me
Soulja from that 192
#ERSHAY
BELCYDE
ORANGELINE
LET EM KNOW!
It’s that 92
Headlines when them white boys get to pay a fine
Never rapin' women, keep it on some player time
Facts, hate and pray you catch a heart attack
Headshot,
this, or you can get wit that,
you probably won't get wit this click, 'cause um, this where the gangstaz
at,
it's a real deal bitch, the real
Nah Shootout Ayye, Nah Shootout Ayyee,
Nah Shootout Ayyee, Nah Shootout Ayyee
(Soulja Boy Tell Em)
[Verse 1:]
Its time to do my dance, pullin up my
feeding leaches that's eatin'
Then that could really begin to put a dent in expenses
Then again, Em, you'll be paying for this bill
Because we all can tell
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