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Soulja Slim - Get Cha Mind Right lyrics
f/ Black Felon, X-Conn [Chorus] Ya talkin' that shit bitch nigga Wusup, wusup , wusup, wusup Better Get Cha Mind Right What What , Huh what [4x] [Soulja Slim] One lonely Soldier I be The last real nigga still down with Master P I do this for the money and I do this for the love I do this for my Soldiers and I do this for my Thugs A lot of these rappers ain't talkin' bout nothin' I don't knock it get ya money nigga Keep rap hustlin' But don't go to talkin' that Gangsta shit Cause I got money Now what'cha think I'm spend a hit? You dead wrong my 44 long it won't leave yo head on I really would knock it off yo Soldier I'm wild Magnolia never a dirt diver I got war wounds been in the line of Fire Shoot that nigga, fuck dat nigga Lay dat nigga down Wootay was talkin' shit in the wrong part of town [Chorus-4x] [Soulja Slim] I hope you understand that I'm tellin' you somethin' very beneficial Cause I own streets machines with bullets That hold baby missiles You Lil' Boys artificial playin' with them Lil' Pop pistols I put hoes in you so deep you see only yo bone gristle I'm Soldier this I'm Soldier that because I'm Soulja Slim Third Ward die hog , you really don't wanna fuck with him I'm from the M-A-G-N-O-L-I-A Only thing Hot Boy catch the bullets comin' out my K My dogs write me from Angola and Allen and shit Tellin' me to hold it down, tellin' me to represent Ever since they free'd me I've been thuggin' with Krazy Will I see the jail cell again nigga maybe Bitch nigga's talk shit they get dealt with With the quickness me and my people bout business Better get 'cha mind right on the real Bitch niggas get killed that's how I feel [Chorus-4x] [Black Felon] Say Slim, these hoe ass niggas They know they ain't bout it Come through the hood talkin' that shit and Leave they bitch ass crowded See where I'm from we lay it down on these Clowns and busters, tottin' 44 and choppers Bustin' on mother fuckers Look dog, y'all keep claimin' on the hood y'all stay See that's gonna make my job easy so I know where just to spray See I'ma ride through dog in a four door Lac Roll the windows and cock it back Hear that clak clak clak!!!! [Soulja Slim] Man these niggas need to be slapped [Black Felon] Uh Huh they catchin' the blues I catch 'em yappin' I ain't slappin' I'm knockin' 'em clean out they shoes [X-Conn] I got shit that shoot missiles dog Fuck around and have yo relatives missin' dog Get shot up and and have yo name put on the wall X-Conn and Soulja Slim that's my Tank Dawg So fuck y'all [Chorus-4x] |
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