| Ya talkin' that shit bitch nigga
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| Wusup, wusup, wusup, wusup
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| Better Get Cha Mind Right
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| What What, Huh what
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| One lonely Soldier I be
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| The last real nigga still down with Master P
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| I do this for the money and I do this for the love
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| I do this for my Soldiers and I do this for my Thugs
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| A lot of these rappers ain’t talkin' bout nothin'
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| I don’t knock it get ya money nigga
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| Keep rap hustlin'
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| But don’t go to talkin' that Gangsta shit
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| Cause I got money
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| Now what’cha think I’m send a hit?
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| You dead wrong my 44 long it won’t leave yo head on
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| I really would knock it off yo Shoulder
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| I’m wild Magnolia never a dirt diver
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| I got war wounds been in the line of Fire
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| Shoot that nigga, fuck dat nigga
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| Lay dat nigga down
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| Wody was talkin' shit in the wrong part of town
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| I hope you understand that
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| I’m tellin' you somethin' very beneficial
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| Cause I own streets machines with bullets
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| That hold baby missiles
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| You Lil' Boys artificial playin' with them Lil' Pop pistols
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| I put hoes in you so deep you see only yo bone gristle
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| I’m Soldier this I’m Soldier that because I’m Soulja Slim
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| Third Ward die hog, you really don’t wanna fuck with him
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| I’m from the M-A-G-N-O-L-I-A
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| Only thing Hot Boy catch the bullets comin' out my K
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| My dogs write me from Angola and Allen and shit
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| Tellin' me to hold it down, tellin' me to represent
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| Ever since they free’d me I’ve been thuggin' with Krazy
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| Will I see the jail cell again nigga maybe
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| Bitch nigga’s talk shit they get dealt with
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| With the quickness me and my people bout business
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| Better get 'cha mind right on the real
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| Bitch niggas get killed that’s how I feel
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| Say Slim, these ho ass niggas
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| They know they ain’t bout it
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| Come through the hood talkin' that shit and
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| Leave they bitch ass crowded
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| See where I’m from we lay it down on these
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| Clowns and busters, tottin' 44 and choppers
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| Bustin' on mother fuckers
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| Look dog, y’all keep claimin' on the hood y’all stay
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| See that’s gonna make my job easy so I know where just to spray
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| See I’mma ride through dog in a four door Lac
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| Roll the windows and cock it back
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| Hear that clak clak clak!!!
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| Man these niggas need to be slapped
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| Uh Huh they catchin' the blues
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| I catch 'em yappin' I ain’t slappin'
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| I’m knockin' 'em clean out they shoes
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| I got shit that shoot missiles dog
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| Fuck around and have yo relatives missin' dog
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| Get shot up and and have yo name put on the wall
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| X-Conn and Soulja Slim that’s my Tank Dawg
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| So fuck y’all |