Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Yeahh, artist - Soulja Slim. Album song Years Later A Few Months Later, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 25.08.2003
Record label: Eone
Song language: English
Yeahh |
Yeah, it’s a different year, you heard me |
It’s a different year, uh |
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
Nigga yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
Nigga yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
I’m that nigga, nigga fuck what you talking bout |
You checking my status, ain’t you |
I’m a Down South nigga, I’m a hell of a gangsta |
I got em fucked up, they gon know how I do it |
I’m always known, for making cut throat music |
I don’t fuck around with him, he too dick in the booty |
If I say the nigga name, then he’d prolly sue me |
He hurting I’m rolling now, then keep it real |
Making me or you, show me how |
Stole the game, from the bitch nigga like that |
There’s over one million ways, you could get jacked |
Well I’m a street jack artist, I can respect that |
That’s like me and you hitting a lick, you shoot me in my back |
You fucking with the wrong nigga, I’m telling you |
Shadow your motherfucking image, make it hell for you |
You might feel I’m over due, well come and get me |
I keep my heater on me, burn a nigga crispy, make him history |
Second verse is worse than the first, your people |
Need a corner rebirth, and order a box of white t-shirts |
I’ma knock your ass off, I ain’t the last Don |
I’m the last Dog, one in the manger was under the Nolia |
Nigga never could take over Magnolia, Slim here to stay |
Nigga know why I smash, anything that’s in my way |
Hate I’m set tripping, you in ways round my way |
If you once, you should know how I handle a AK |
Respect me, live by the trigga die by it |
Every nigga from New Orleans, keep a gat up on they side |
Stay the fuck from round my business, yeah I use to get high |
Your bitch told me you say that, after I nutted in her eye |
Big girls don’t cry, here’s a towel wipe your face |
Let him know and know he a rat, and he got fucked up stay |
Only thing you could do, is suck a nigga dick |
Us Cut Throat niggas, keep another nigga bitch |
You see, this shit ain’t nothing to me |
If it wasn’t for this, I’d be still in the street |
Fuck I’m talking bout, stuck in the street 24−7 |
Pulled up on the AVE., nigga sold me a Mack 11 |
That’s a throwback gat, gotta stamp that there |
Give him dollas, and he can have that there |
Make sho it ain’t broke, and nothing wrong with the pin |
I walked on back, and let ten off in the wind |
Dog this ain’t fully, he done filed it down |
Soldier haters please, just hate me now |
I’m Jump-Sly Slim, don’t jock my style |
You wanna be like me, but you don’t know how |
The first thang be original, cause if |
You get your own style, nigga feel you mo' |
And if you gotta be a man, on that river bro |
Nigga know, I’m a motherfucking genero' |