Bout Dis S--t-Soulja Slim
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Bout Dis S--t - Soulja Slim
Let me lock this muthaf**ka down
Ya understand what I'm sayin' ni**a
F**k wrong wit you
I talk dis sh*t cause I'm bout dis sh*t
Ain't noway I can run noway out dis sh*t
I breathe dis sh*t cause it's all up in the air
Before my casket drop put my pistol up in there
I talk dis sh*t cause I'm bout dis sh*t
Ain't noway I can run noway out dis sh*t
I breathe dis sh*t cause it's all up in the air
Before my casket drop put my pistol up in there
I talk dis sh*t and I stomp my feet
Cause I'm a street ni**a from the U-P-T
I keep my heat and 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
And blow behind tinted windows
Laughin' at these niggas frontin' up in the luxury rentals
They screamin' soulja dis and 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 and drop my nuts don't give a f**k
I talk dis sh*t cause I'm bout dis sh*t
Ain't noway I can run noway out dis sh*t
I breathe dis sh*t cause it's all up in the air
Before my casket drop put my pistol up in there
I talk dis sh*t cause I'm bout dis sh*t
Ain't noway I can run noway out dis sh*t
I breathe dis sh*t cause it's all up in the air
Before my casket drop put my pistol up in there
I smoke to much til' I be bout to fall out
F**kin' 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 ni**a don't play in the city of choppers
Most niggas get they sh*t split behind money and poppers
Wit air max on prop top and ni**a boxers
You niggas better get yall f**kin' mind right
I talk dis sh*t cause I'm bout dis sh*t
Ain't noway I can run noway out dis sh*t
I breathe dis sh*t cause it's all up in the air
Before my casket drop put my pistol up in there
I talk dis sh*t cause I'm bout dis sh*t
Ain't noway I can run noway out dis sh*t
I breathe dis sh*t cause it's all up in the air
Before my casket drop put my pistol up in there
Straight like dat for the f**kin' 2G ya ni**a
These niggas get in this muthaf**kin' studio and be
Man I
Say brah
These niggas got me so f**kin' 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 for Life the sh*t don't stop
Ya understand what I'm sayin'
An the glock stay cocked ya understand
Ni**a know what's happ'n wit me
A ni**a betta kill see what I'm sayin'
That's what a ni**a betta do
Ya understand what I'm sayin'
Straight like dat 2-0-1 this is my year ni**a
