| Say Brah
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| I got to say wassup to all the soldiers and soldierettes
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| And to this district system free Soulja Slim
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| Cause they jocking our style ya heard me?
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| Say Brah (No Limit)
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| Say Brah (No Limit)
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| Will you please get up out they way brah? |
| (No Limit)
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| Say Brah (No Limit)
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| Say Brah (No Limit)
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| Will you please get up out they way brah? |
| (No Limit)
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| Say Brah (No Limit)
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| Say Brah (No Limit)
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| Will you please get up out they way brah? |
| (No Limit)
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| What you bout? |
| I’m bout war
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| What you bout? |
| I’m bout war
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| Say Brah
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| You fake thugs best to get out the way brah
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| You wanna stop the tank you better pray brah
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| I’m a tiger, my flow be deadly just like a kabra
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| Get to bustin', old folks be hustlin', talking bout hey
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| Don’t you fuck with him wodie he ain’t afraid to spray brah
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| His little partners come through with choppers in broad day brah
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| Niggas like 50 Dollars and Fiend
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| Niggas like Magic Wiz, Woo, Ween, and my auntie B
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| Tell them fakers we back and there ain’t no stoppin my niggas
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| Bezzled up a few haters and Feds watching my niggas
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| And we on the grind, in '99 we let you all shine
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| Now that army is back so I’m back taking what’s mine
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| I’m representing these gold tanks with the ice in it
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| Hated the likes and shit, these niggas nice with it
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| Thugged out, Tru 2 Da Game, livin' up to my name
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| So when you the that soldier shit on my frame you holla
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| Hoody Hoo!
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| Hey brah I’m cold with it
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| If you don’t know me just roll with it
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| Ask them hoes about the P
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| And where I’m from?, say brah, I’m out that CP3
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| Nigga my boys we don’t play no games
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| Cause I roll with head busters and we’ll throw them thangs
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| Now say brah, I really got a Bubble I Hummer
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| But say brah, I ain’t no motherfucking stunter
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| I’m out the streets and I like to shine, say brah
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| Ya’ll better respect my mind, say brah
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| I’m the realest motherfucker you know
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| Plus I brought a couple of homies, Wango & Doe Doe
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| Say brah, Is you really a soldier?
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| Say brah, won’t you pass the doulja
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| Say brah, do you really want beef?
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| And put a million motherfuckers on your street? |