Go head big baby
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Soulja Slim's in this mothafucker with Da Hound from girttown
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and C mothafuckin' Murder
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Know what
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I'm saying for the 19 9nickel and three mothafucking pennies
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Shit's getting real
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[Soulja Slim]
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Its the glock born shooter so respect him don't neglect him
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But check him, quick to blast bullets off in your intersection
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You better ask some fucking body bout Soulja Slim I murdered them
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and I keep it cocked at all times come look at him
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I'm inviting you to danger
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You best to be a banger
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One that don't miss I'm TRU to this I' ve been raised
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blues an shit I trained myself for combatbust back as I react
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On every attack so niggaz keep your mouths closed
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And eyes open
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My trigger finger itching to be stroking
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Praying and hoping
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One of you niggaz build ya'll nuts up to come try me
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Last nigga done it bloody body
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Him couldn't get by me, why me
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A soldier that has a backround of murders and robbery
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That shit that used to be my hobby
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Never do it sloppy, make the job well done
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Get rid of the murder weapon get a new gun
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I'm on the run
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[Chorus x2]
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I'm on the run, so all you bitch niggaz leave me alone
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I'm on the run, ducking 2 shots to the dome
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[C-Murder]
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It ain't no limit to the mothafucking bitches we fuck
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My tank niggaz bout to make the world blow up
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We get rowdy in the club, so show me some love
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Its been 2 years since I possessed some drugs
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Nigga hard times is a thing of the past
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Give me 2 keys and I'm gone give you back cash
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I'm a hustle til I'm dead, ball til I fall
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I won't rest til they put my name on the wall
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TRU niggaz gone ride, playa haters gone die
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Cause after dollars and cents only the strong survive
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With bulletproof Hummers and multiple pistols
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With solid gold tanks and multiple missles
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I'ma bust until I can't bust no more
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The Magnolia, Girttown with the Calliope
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I'ma No Limit Soldier they be some soidier too
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I represent them killers cause they in my crew
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[Chorus x2]
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[Da Hound]
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I just hit the streets with my beer
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Them niggaz know what time it is
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Clear up the streets bitches put away your kids
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Shit I'm going out like a gangsta did
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Mothafuckers gotta get it how ya live
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Shit were you niggas was were you niggaz here
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Take a short vacation and niggaz struck fear
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Fuck I'm bout to break it down to the nitty gritty
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Nigga act shitty I'ma bring 'em back to the days of nitty
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Give me a Bud, pop the lid take a swig
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Give me the other bud, roll a spliff take a hit
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I gotta leave 'em how I left 'em down and out
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Running about, happy more than a smith n wesson
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I took my pistol I struck it to the ground
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I want something go buck about a 100 fucking rounds
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Plus I want the poi and fucking furl
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I'm a broke off that 11500 fuck that girl
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Shit give me the wig watch me spilt it dig
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Too many niggaz ain't pretty but this nigga is
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I got to do 'em like my cousin Dave do
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Den we tap dem lights mothafucka hey you
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Catch the ground up the shit I'ma pistol whip
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I be around fuck don't let me catch a nigga slip
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[Chorus x2]
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On the Run
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C-Murder |