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Disrespecting me, bitch the boss man I'm having that Riding in that Masseratti and that shit is jet black Fuck you niggas talking about that I've been getting cash hoe Hell my hitman coming and shoot you in the asshole Pause no, homo Bitch I'm with that mob shit Fuck around, they cut your head off Hang it by your dick Never gave a fuck, bitch I'm filthy rich And I'm connected with fifty bricks Throwing fifty clips to put your ass up in a ditch Real shit, nigga Fuck you talking about? Please don't get up on my shit list Wiping out, every nigga on my hitlist Soulja boy tell em, bitch I'm flexing no fitness Fuck what you heard Man my niggas been told that big shit Master plan, yes I'm talking immaculate plans I'm talking on racks and bands Fuck these niggas talking about can't understand Understand, that we taking over twenty twelve bro Fucking niggas talking about Give city hell bro Run through my city and I'm feeling like a lix Man my niggas getting money Letras de cancionesAnd we never gave a shit And, I didn't tell you this And I represent that shit Man PB I'll flute Pretty Boy gang when I flew Man you already know It's them west side hitters Came in the club Man I'm looking like a ticket Young Dre, A.K.A. Get that cash off em Soulja tell them no problem goddamn that nigga offed him Off tell, off tell my bitch got them bags on Never gave a fuck bitch I'm about to bring them bags on Lil Dre, A.K.A. Got the trap going crazy Tatted on my whole throat Bitches wanna be my lady Damn, I'm retro Goddamn these vendors Yah Young Jesus, and I ain't even finished Soulja boy tell em, I keep killing these rapp niggas Fifty thirteen I'm still up in the trap nigga Where am at post it Count it like a nigga Young nigga getting money Worth about a brick Young nigga came in Gold on my fist Gold on my dick Bitch I'm that nigga Number one contender Came in swag And you see it in the middle Young Soulja tell him Goddamn that nigga gimmick Lil Dre for for real doe One hundred million Put that on the ten fold Put it in, racked up And they hit my phone And I hit one word and we 'bout to ride Ten shots, I'm a let it slide Got the same guns, that came from Best aah And I'm still in the building Racked up Shawty take your yellow ball is river Never gave a fuck Bitch I'm all about the dinero Pesos, cashed up with the real doe Niggas on that fuck shit Bitch I'm feeling so damn swagged up Standing on the TV screen And ain't got no bread bro And ain't got no mass bro Ribbed in this fuck nigga Soulja Boy tell em I'm a bust quicker Fuck around their buck From Letras Mania