Lyrics . Intro - Soulja Slim

. Intro

What the fuck I was told 1998, 2001
On and on you know how I do it
It don’t stop it don’t stop
Look Look Look
Shit’s real
I’ma tell you this off tops
All my niggas from the Six Court got Glocks
We killers dog, off Sixth & Willow dog
On the reala dog, put yo head on the permanent pillow dog
Spit shit raw shit war shit
You want that get that
Get back, my dogs bout War
Smoke niggas like Humps
Smoke niggas like Gar
You don’t want to see us in that tinted car
Jumpin' out that bitch screamin' out Aw Aw
With K’s and shit
The Streets Made Me bitch
So don’t ever try to play this shit
Like it’s cool, I’m a fuckin' fool on the low
Don’t ever check a real nigga check a hoe
I’m tellin' ya they gone be smellin' ya
Under the Magnolia I’m a Soldier
From what I was told again I’m a blow again
Fuck with these hoes again get exposed again
It’s cool, Im’a try to duck and dodge the pin
Never goin' back to the hole they threw me in
From what I was told
2001 you know The Streets Made Me
I got love for the streets