MY BABY, WIFE N OL LADY, JASMINE SHANEY WILLIAMS.....O YEA, N MONEY. IMA DUVAL NIGGA!.........."Soulja Slim.........." Only for the real, niggaz who I fuck with Know what I..........'m sayin..........'? REal niggaz gon..........' feel this shit Cause its only who I fuck withThat..........'s a, born killa 1- A treal nigga 2+3- Big time, dope dealer A real nigga, that get it how I live on it Fuck with born killas, dope dealers and real niggaz Ill niggaz, and treal niggaz That get it how the live nigga Born killaz Dope dealers And treal niggaz That get it how they liveWe suggest that you niggas don..........'t fuck with us The more niggas you bring the more heads we bust [Soulja Slim] It..........'s do or die on the streets that I roam, that I roam That..........'s why I never leave my gun at home, gun at home
REAL NIGGAZ BUT MOST OF EM DEAD OR N JAIL. N WHO EVER BOUT MAKIN MONEY CUZ CONVO DONT EXCITE ME NO MO ITS GOT 2B CASH 2MAKE ME RUN MY MOUF.....WAT YA NO BOUT IT? YO
GANGSTA RAP BITCH.And I..........'m the muhfuckin..........' REALIST... They lies, they phonies, they fakes, These niggaz ain..........'t never sold the weight And I..........'m the muhfuckin..........' REALIST... They lies, they phonies, they fakes, These niggaz ain..........'t never sold the weight And I..........'m the muhfuckin..........' REALIST... They lies, they phonies, they fakes, These niggaz ain..........'t never touched the weight And I..........'m the muhfuckin..........' REALIST... They lies, they phonies, they fakes, These niggaz ain..........'t never touched the weight And I..........'m the muhfuckin..........' REALIST!
GANGSTA FLICKS BITCH.You know how I..........'m coming (uh huh) You know exactly how I..........'m coming (I..........'m telling you) It don..........'t stop Shit don..........'t stopMy jacket consist of Batteries on robberies, pistol charges, and murder I know I..........'m the realest nigga ya heard of besides Pac Got niggaz screaming Soulja from the street to the cell blockYou bitch u Soulja Slim and his committy is coming to getchu My mag 90 bullets hitchu and splitchu In half, let a bitch boy stab Won..........'t last up against these mother fuckers that use to taking blood baths I been smoking blounts with the devil thats why my eyes are red as the fuck Now tell me do I look like the type that will be scared to bust? Well guess what? I..........'m screaming out murder me and I..........'m vest up Chest up Test nuts Watch up while I fletch ya You bitch made and I..........'m self made Magnolia calia mag made I get through like a scale blade And Kunta Kente your left leg I play surgeon and I..........'ll be slpurgen In anonymous nasty big bourbons Don..........'t stunt dog Whatever I say I..........'ll come withcha I..........'ll come dog I..........'ma get mine for the two G..........'s Take it for I say please I fuck with twirkers not the twirkees Put it long will give a nigga the herpes So I stay back, I mean way, y..........'all didn..........'t notice how I say that? Well mother fuck y..........'all hated waving on three G..........'s laid backMy jacket consist of Batteries on robberies, pistol charges, and murder I know I..........'m the realest nigga ya heard of besides Pac Got niggaz screaming Soulja from the street to the cell blockAs one time we was clicc tight What the fuck going on? I just come home my shit aint going right Everybody branching off doing they thang Some of ..........'em in the studio and some of ..........'em they slang Thats how it go I know this rap shit aint gone last forever So I stash cheddar for hard times flipping to make it better I can take ten G..........'s and make twenty more ten G..........'s with that I..........'m from the 6 ..........'co circle where all the hustlers at You busters scaking from round me with all that junk claiming In 95..........' In random time remaining bust the brain in Smoking blounts and snortin cane with my girl Big Ree Til I started spooking out thought a nigga was trying to kill me Nigga feel meMy jacket consist of Batteries on robberies, pistol charges, and murder I know I..........'m the realest nigga ya heard of besides Pac Got niggaz screaming Soulja from the street to the cell blockPicture lil daddy think he raw musta forgot I..........'ma vet Crushing up his memory and then give him set for the flow of that I gotta way of making all real niggaz feel my pain Anymore player hating ass fake niggaz look at me strange Reverse the game, Fuck his head up leave him in the middle of the street Nigga shit aint tight enough to geep a G with me Actually, you don..........'t even suppose to be in my presence So I..........'ma ask you like a man, (shit) playboy get to stepping Now if you walk off with that look like you gone get your weapon And I..........'ma do ya something for all that stuntin and repping Now as the beat on for my flirters stop Til I make your drop it like its hot I can run some shit that will make you pussy pop Don..........'t matter if you real or not Play my game and I..........'ll cheat on ya Pull the rubber off and skeet on ya Haters slanging that shit pussy for me on the Magnolia street corner You..........'s a hoe nigga You I know nigga And I put that on all my 6 ..........'co fa sho niggaz I..........'m X4L chief of the mag booyay Fuck what them niggaz doing tomorrow cause I doing my thang today Thats how I..........'m living just game giving to make y..........'all recognize I been doing this and I aint never took of my camoflaugeMy jacket consist of Batteries on robberies, pistol charges, and murder I know I..........'m the realest nigga ya heard of besides Pac Got niggaz screaming Soulja from the street to the cell block
FUCK T.V. NIGGA, IM ALL BOUT DAT MONEY.
NO BOOKS. MURDA CAP, GUNSHINE STATE A.K.A. DUVAL USE DAT WOOD 2 MAKE COFFINS.
JASMINE SHANEY WILLIAMS, MONEY N MY DAMN SELF NIGGA.You gone get what the fuck you came fo I got that shit you wanna bust my brains fo It could be this nigga, that, niggat this, nigga that But you gone get what the fuck you came fo[Soulja Slim] Yeah I..........'m comin ..........'round ya..........'ll muthafuckin set, wit my gun in my hand Not to kill ya, just to get it off my chest like a man I use ta, fuck wit cha, now I gives a fuck about ya Tryna jack a jacker?, bitch I..........'ll blow ya mama house up You know how we do, them 3rd ward nigga Don..........'t fuck wit Soulja Slim, I gotta grave yard nigga They say ya..........'ll niggas gettin beside yourself Ya playin wit cha life gone jeprodize ya..........'self I..........'ma natural born, hustla hitta, go getta, 6 Co..........' fa sho nigga, whoa nigga, you aint sayin nothin I..........'m sprayin somethin, I..........'m willin to die behind mine My AK pump the party, that..........'s my Partners n Crime If you only knew, what goes on in my mind I see murder, and do murder, fuck it, I..........'m .........."Trapped in Crime.........." It..........'s kinda hard for me, to walk a straight line I..........'d rather give a nigga somethin ..........'fore I let em take mine[Trenity] I heard these niggas wanna murder me, bury me, carry me, back to the grave Was first, bein in a hearse, or bein in a cell block packed wit the slaves Get smacked in the face, tried to see my body stacked in the case A lack of the trace, I don..........'t never get out tracked in a race Cause I..........'m that nigga that learned to respect the game that my ho..........'s gave me And aint no need of me livin for God cause I know heaven can..........'t take me And the devil can..........'t make me, Not prison or them bullets can break me I done went from leg wounds to the head wounds, what you been thru lately? I tried to be down to earth but it..........'s like I..........'m slowly fallin off it I..........'m by the bridge awaitin hell, but I..........'m ready to walk across it Let-a-nigga-chalk-it, let it come and find the human target Cause nigga I married the game and we left 4 blood stains at the Paupet And I..........'m still lost to the world, but if you wants it come and get me But I aint that nigga to be sittin around thinkin bout what you did me This nigga done bent me, this bitch gone fell me all in his kidney Bitch I..........'ma soulja for life and I..........'m too real for you to sell or rent me[12 O..........'Klock] Papa was a rollin stone, had a hat filled wit dice Taught me .........."Son get yo own, give no ho your life.........." Thru struggle, there..........'s progress, I..........'ma livin testimony I went to Range Rovers and writin checks, when I started out as a junkey, Fuck Love! I don..........'t trust love, I don..........'t need love in this picture Cause the one you choose to love, no doubt, will be the one to get cha Actin off of impulse, is a weakness fools keep (damn fools) Thinkin wit the index finger, gets many put to sleep What goes around comes around, I don..........'t believe that friend Cause if you let me get you now, I..........'m bound to strike again How you live is how you die, that..........'s words of the good book But I was born into this sin, So I guess I..........'ma die a crook A man that stands for nothin, falls for anything, and A man that stands for somethin, calls for many things Me, I..........'m like Clint Eastwood, wanna Fist Full of Dollars Fuck the bitches, fuck the fame, just give me the power