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made for walkin - soulja slim lyrics

[intro: magnolia slim]
these souljas are made for walkin’
and that just what i’m gon’ do
f*ckin’ ’round with a m*th*f*ckin’ soulja
and watch i’mma walk all over you

[chorus: dj klc and serv*on]
these souljas is made for walkin’
and i’m gonna walk on you
these souljas is made for walkin’
and i’m gonna walk on you (b*tch)
these souljas is made for walkin’
and i’m gonna walk on you (uh*huh)
these souljas is made for walkin’
and i’m gonna walk on you (yeah)
[verse 1: magnolia slim]
pay close attention, foul face
hold up my n*gga, i’m stringing up my shoelace, i’mma
flex soulja reeboks i been through some sh*t with ’em
got a fresh pair when it’s time to bust a fit with ’em
and they hittin’ for seven, don’t ever say them b*tch this cheap
but if they gon’ sell it hoe know you gon make that creep
and if a n*gga get stomp in a dancе
then know you got the charge ‘causе we never used our hands
we left a reebok print in a n*gga face
gettin’ bucked up off that boot up sh*t, now boot a
b*tch in the hospital, a n*gga know [?]
colors than the colors on the m*th*f*ckin’ [?]
so put it in a article ’cause i know you never seen nothin’ like
that, n*gga gettin’ stomped by the whole mag’
‘nolia, soldiers, b*tch i thought i told ya
the last time in my last rhyme when i used to kick it in
forty*nine, but now i’m chillin’, f*ckin’ wit’ the
so*called himself a villain and they called up brought the victim dealin’
[?], he got the [?], slangin’ it by the
zips but keep two glocks by his m*th*f*ckin’ hips, i went to
kickin’ it with him, he said, “boys”, he ain’t believin’ that
his f*ckin’ boys was his m*th*f*ckin’ gats
i caught you wail and duck ’cause yo they ’bout some [?]
i could see it so easy he ’bout to make us
do a two*eleven with a chrome ak47
and a mac*90 and a thirty*eight, i’ll see you in heaven
but yo i’m stuntin’, ’cause h*ll is where i’m going
i could see myself gettin’ there right now, tiptoeing in my souljas
[chorus: dj klc and serv*on]
is made for walkin’
and i’m gonna walk on you ([?])
these souljas is made for walkin’
and i’m gonna walk on you (walk over that sh*t)
these souljas is made for walkin’
and i’m gonna walk on you (yeah, okay, woah)
these souljas is made for walkin’
and i’m gonna walk on you (uh*huh)

[verse 2: magnolia slim]
i’m stringin’ up my souljas real tight, ’cause ain’t no tellin’
what goes on, a n*gga’s on a flight, alright
some n*ggas runnin’ through the cut with ks and sh*t
representin’ they f*ckin’ self like warren mayes and sh*t, and
i’m tryna get some shelter, ’cause ain’t no
m*th*f*ckin’ hallway gon’ help ya, ya know nephew?
but them souljas was ready for that so they went to bangin’ back
i seen a k [?] black hat actin’ [?] like the [?] was a mac
and i’m duckin’ and dodgin’, [?] glass all in my f*ckin’ hand
i caught some shelter, my souljas they was fulla’ sand
the house i’m in, this n*gga said he had a glock
but them n*ggas [?] i’mma start poppin’ when a n*gga stop
and try to get to they getaway car
(cl!ck) that b*tch betta’ not be far, ’cause if it
is, that after effect ain’t gonna be nothin’ nice
i stole that pop and n*gga got spooked and dropped his merchandise
them try to run from a gun but them couldn’t make it home
me caught up with him, bust that b*tch upside his f*ckin’ dome
with the pistol, then whistle down the colt and say i
got him, with a white t*shirt and white pair of souljas i couldn’t not spot him
now i got him on his knees, beggin’ me
please not to pump him, all us gathered ’round and we stomped him
left him stankin’ in a sixth street circle
in less than ten minutes, that n*gga turn green and purple
now them souljas wanted for manslaughter
that what you get for tryna revenge over a [?]
but it don’t bother me at all
’cause i’mma stand tall i got my back against the wall
and yo, i told you
i been through some sh*t with my all*black souljas
[outro: magnolia slim & warren mayes]
oh yeah, n*gga, i thought you knew
a straight head and gun check
now you know how real souljas step
so check yo’ self
check yo’ m*th*f*ckin’ self n*gga
you with me?
i’m in the m*th*f*ckin’ house
for ninety*four, ninety*five
i’m a bounce back with somethin’ shout
somethin’ else, send somethin’ else after that
you know? and fine
but i’m in the m*th*f*ckin’ house
for ninety*four
i thought you knew and now you know
yeah
for real, b*tch!

- soulja slim lyrics

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