歌词
You're talkin' that shit bitch nigga
But you better get your mind right (What, what, huh, what)
You're talkin' that shit bitch nigga
But you better get your mind right (What, what, huh, what)
You're talkin' that shit bitch nigga
But you better get your mind right (What, what, huh, what)
You're talkin' that shit bitch nigga
But you better get your mind right (What, what, huh, what)
One lonely soldier I be
The last real nigga still 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 know how you get your money nigga keep rap hustlin'
But don't go to talkin' that gangsta shit
Cause I got money now what you think I'm a send a hit
You dead wrong, my 4-4 long, it won't leave your head on
I really would knock it off your shoulder
I'm wild Magnolia, devil, a dirt diver
I got war wounds been up in the line of fire
Shoot that nigga, fuck that nigga, lay that nigga down
Wodie was talkin' shit in the wrong part of town
You're talkin' that shit bitch nigga
But you better get your mind right (What, what, huh, what)
You're talkin' that shit bitch nigga
But you better get your mind right (What, what, huh, what)
You're talkin' that shit bitch nigga
But you better get your mind right (What, what, huh, what)
You're talkin' that shit bitch nigga
But you better get your mind right (What, what, huh, what)
Look, I hope you understand that I'm tellin' you somethin' beneficial
Cause I own street machines with bullets that hold baby missiles
You lil' boys artificial playin' with them lil' pop pistols
I put holes in you so deep you see all of your bone gristle
I'm soldier this, I'm soldier that because I'm Soulja Slim
I third wall dive hoes you don't really want fuck with him
I'm from the M-A-G-N-O-L-I-A
Only thing I avoid is the bullets comin' out my K
My doggs write me from Mangolia and Alabama and shit
Tellin' me to hold it down, tellin' me to represent
Ever since they freed me I've been thuggin' with Krazy
Will I see the jail cell again nigga, maybe
Bitch niggas talk shit, they get dealt with
With the quickness, me and my people bout business
You better get your mind right on the real
Bitch niggas get killed, that's how I feel
You're talkin' that shit bitch nigga
But you better get your mind right (What, what, huh, what)
You're talkin' that shit bitch nigga
But you better get your mind right (What, what, huh, what)
You're talkin' that shit bitch nigga
But you better get your mind right (What, what, huh, what)
You're talkin' that shit bitch nigga
But you better get your mind right (What, what, huh, what)
See Slim these hoe ass niggas they know they ain't bout it
Come through the hood talkin' that shit and get they bitch ass crowded
Where I'm from we lay it down on these clowns and bustas
Totin' 4-4's and choppers and bustin' on motherfuckers
Look dog, y'all keep claimin' on the hood y'all stay
See that's gon' make my job easy so I know just where to spray
See I'm a ride through dog, in a 4 door 'Lac
Roll down the windows cock it back and
Hear that clack, clack, clack, clack
Man these niggas need to be slept
Uh uh they catchin' the blues
I catch em yappin' I ain't slappin'
Em knock em clean up out they shoes
I got some shit that you missin' dog
Fuck around and have your relatives missin' y'all
Get shot up and have your name put up on the wall
X-Con and Soulja Slim that's my tank dog, so fuck y'all
You're talkin' that shit bitch nigga
But you better get your mind right (What, what, huh, what)
You're talkin' that shit bitch nigga
But you better get your mind right (What, what, huh, what)
You're talkin' that shit bitch nigga
But you better get your mind right (What, what, huh, what)
You're talkin' that shit bitch nigga
But you better get your mind right (What, what, huh, what)
