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(Intro) All black! Niggas want… Soulja Boy! Niggas wanna see Soulja Boy That’s all we do man, we gon grind hard to get this money Okay Oh yea Yea Salute! Stacks on deck, SODMG This ya boy Soulja Boy You know what I’m sayin? Foreign That nigga too beezy All black, all black, all black, all black You know it’ a homicide when you see me in all black All black, all black, all black, all black When I pull up Maserati black (scoo!) all black All black, all black, all black, all black It’ a homicide when you see me in all black All black, all black, all black, all black I’m gonna sing it, yellin Maserati all black (Verse) Letras de cancionesWussup? Got them stacks, 25 – make it back If I spend it man you know that Soulja gonna make it back All black, all black, all black, all black Homicides, suicides, shoot the dice, chain a wreck Racks on racks, stacks on stacks Back up in the trap It took me a long time to come into this fuckin shit Pour it up, flexin bitch, 24, I’m on my grind I’m standing on my 2 feet, Louie, Gucci Fendy, Rrari, Lamborghini on the scene And paparazzi snappin pictures, my face is on the magazine All black, stacked stacks Back to back, motherfuck that im getting racks SOD, I went and tatted that All black, all black, all black, all black It’ a homicide when you see me in all black All black, all black, all black, all black Posted on the scene and my Maserati all black All black, all black, all black, all black It’ a homicide when you see me in all black All black, all black, all black, all black Posted on the scene and my Maserati all black (Verse) Walked in, stepped in 50 bottles, bring em here Stay Soulja Boy, money in the fuckin air Got bricks in this bitch, diamond chandelier Too many K damn each day I’m out of here This my year, what it be? SOD, PTE I’m rolling through the streets and everybody know about me Tatted on my neck and chest I’m the best, what it is? Everybody know that Soulja Boy is worth 30 mill Pounds in the backroom seat Bricks in the attic, niggas hatin on me So I had to let em have it, what? Whole crew savage, your main bitch a ratchet AK-47, I’mma motherfuckin blast All black, all black, all black, all black It’ a homicide when you see me in all black All black, all black, all black, all black I pulled up to the scene and my Maserati all black All black, all black, all black, all black It’ a homicide when you see me in all black All black, all black, all black, all black I pulled up to the scene and my Maserati all black SOD man, Soulja What can I do now? All the girls on me man, you know what I mean? 2013 shit, pretty boy swag You know SOD Stacks on deck man (Outro) I’m fuckin with that nigga Ridin round getting figures Niggas mad cuz I fucked that bitch, man All black, all black All black, ha ey I be too fresh man, you know 5000$ on a chine, on a shirt man 2000 out on the pants It’ a homicide when you see me in all black Yo Soulja bring the jury box out my nigga From Letras Mania