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u hear dat - soulja slim lyrics

[intro – 2x]
murder murder, murder murder
mo’ murder murder
murder murder, murder murder
mo’ murder murder
i’ma pop him, i’ma pop him uh-huh
i’ma pop him, i’ma pop him

[hook – 2x]
you heard that…uh yeah
f-ck i look like wearing a toe tag, up in a body bag
my gun my bullets, my thirty round clip
i’m never leaving home without it, i don’t slip

[soulja slim]
ok i’m some’ing serious, i’m so serious from you not knowing
i’ll cut your throat till the meat showing, motherf-ck a rap
i hustle rap, like four or five birds of smack
bag up in ounces half ounces, quarters and sh-t like that
you get the drift, i’m grown up you can take a sniff
don’t get in your whip, i’ll make you hurl up in your sh-t
i was that flooded bag, that that lil’ boy had
went out like a soldier, o.d.’d with his soldier rag
you better believe, uptown n-ggas sold him that
i’m some’ing serious i told him that, when i first started
now you dearly departed, still i remain raw
in reality, i chop bags up with my chainsaw
i’m rapping for a reason, god gave me this gift
and made to where a n-gga can’t f-ck with me, running real sh-t
one shot for fifty cents, she brought it back to the street
now it’s all on me, to get me right now in this industry
i ain’t no friend of p, don’t ask me bout that boy
he ain’t no man, you think i’m lying then ask pastor troy
i p-ss the toy, and let my lil’ dogs get the murder charge
they feel like he played me, so they gon’ bring the f-cking noise
i rap bout fifty bars, motherf-ck a chorus
i can do this, i’m one of the world official flowists
magnolia projects, is the spot where i was praised at
got love for mac-90’s, 223’s and k’s and
automatic handguns, reveolvers i had some
booted my last one, i bagged em and toe tagged em
it’s a reunion, all my real n-ggas home from the penn
if i start naming these k!llers, they’ll get up under your skin
give em the game, tell em it ain’t like back in the days
if you ain’t pushing escalades, out chea’ trying to get paid
we’ll be ya beat, i remember when we was on that skeet
now it’s years later like a mo’f-cker, 2003

(-talking-)
yeah, klc i been f-cking with ya for a long time n-gga
ya understand i’m saying, a long time partna
i came in the game f-cking with ya, ya dig (fa sho n-gga)
but i wanna know what the f-ck you using for the high heads (this 22 gun shots)
what you using for the snout, (nine milli buck shots)
well what’s with the kick, (twelve gauge)
what that is for the open high heads, (45 c-cked)
and the b-ss, (twelve gauge one) yeah

[hook – 2x]

- soulja slim lyrics

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