Soulja Slim

Soulja Slim - Bout Dis Shit songtekst

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[Soulja Slim]

Let me lock this muthafucka down, ya understand what I'm sayin', nigga

Fuck wrong wit you



[Chorus: x2]

I talk dis shit cause I'm bout dis shit

Ain't noway I can run, noway out dis shit

I breathe dis shit cause it's all up in the air

Before my casket drop put my pistol up in there



[Soulja Slim]

I talk dis shit & I stomp my feet

Cause I'm a street nigga from the U-P-T

I keep my heat & don't squash no beef

They say I wouldn't see 20 but now I'm 23

Bout to be 24 wit a brand new Escalade

An a Deville park in my front driveway

My girl push the pedal to the flo' in a 2G Tahoe

When we floss we ride slow & blow behind tinted windows

Laughin' at these niggas frontin' up in the luxury rentals

They screamin' soulja dis & the screamin' soulja dat

But Soulja don't play no games I'll put yo head on a flat

Ain't to much changed about me still the same from  way back

89' goin' into 90' had the game down pat

Momma couldn't find me, ya baby boy flippin' crack

Flippin' dimes, flippin' twenty's tryna come up

Got me a duece five for the jackers runnin' up

Ready to bust & drop my nuts, don't give a fuck



[Chorus]



[Soulja Slim]

I smoke to much til' I be bout to fall out

Fuckin' wit Snoop Dogg off in the Dogg House

Since I balls outta control, balls outta control

Dem laws outta control, dem laws outta control

They actin' like ridin' on chrome is a crime,

That's why I play the factory, so the won't be hackin' me

Had enough of ridin' in a 2G hot, wit a glock an a beamer on top

Wit a vest on, T-shirt made teflon

Fellin' like Spice-1, "wouldn't look to pretty wit my chest gone"

Cause nigga don't play in the city of choppers

Most niggas get they shit split behind money & poppers

Wit air max on, prop top, & nigga boxers

You niggas better get yall fuckin' mind right



[Chorus]



[Soulja Slim]

Straight like dat, for the fuckin' 2G ya nigga

These niggas get in this muthafuckin' studio & be, man I

Say brah these niggas got me so fuckin' mad wit 'em brah

I ain't liein' brah ya understand what I'm sayin'

But I ain't gonna hate 'em though ya understand what I'm sayin' ya dig

But guess what it's real over here, I say it's real over here

No Limit 4 Life the shit don't stop ya understand what I'm sayin'

An the glock stay cocked ya understand, nigga know what's happ'n wit me

A nigga betta kill see what I'm sayin' that's what a nigga betta do

Ya understand what I'm sayin'

Straight like dat 2-0-1 this is my year, nigga
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