Soulja Slim
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From What I Was Told (Explicit) - Soulja Slim
What's that big baby
You know what's sound dog
They gon' like this here ya heard me
They go like you know what I'm sayin'
F**k 'em
From what I was told n***as say
I'm a hit no Limit like Pac
Hit death row and make some mon' now dance ho
And blow up like the world trade
And be protected by no limit tanks
Soldiers with K's and hand grenades
Could you recall a soulja that used to be crawlin'
Now I'm ballin' don't plan on fallin'
For the world
Left the furl in the d**e man on the set
'Cause I got plans bigger then the desire projects
I run with steel object totin' n***as that smoke potent
And watch 'em in they back scopin'
Outta all soldier haters
Quick draw McGraw n***as see ya later
Cradle to the grave ya
Ya daddy made ya
Let's see if he can be ya savior
When I cave ya chest in with me murder weapon
They can't find out Smith and Wesson
Only glocks and street machines with infer beams
You know what I mean
Fully automatic things light up the scene
And break ham like Carl Lewis
Nothin' but gun smoke is all ya smell
N***as lying dead on bullets and shells
My people dwells to uptown
Where the s**t goes down
Shot callers and big ballers mothers know
And do-do brown
Beats by the pound
Somethin' you could smoke too
Flavors like gomble like red beans rice gumbo the stew
My little one said it's all on you and Choppers City
My up to clique clanin' posse
Ain't no stoppin' my committe
S**ts bigger then me Nino Black
Moon in can in trenitty ya feelin' me
From what I was told n***as say
I'm a hit no Limit like Pac
Hit death row and make some mon' now dance ho
And blow up like the world trade
And be protected by no limit tanks
Soldiers with K's and hand grenades
Incarceration had me real impatient
I was local until ya heard me on
Down South Hustlers it was nation
That told this s**t is my creation
Is it real yeah 'cause n***as
Wearin' soldier rags and s**t
Keepin' it twreal
My reservation is to make some mills
And stay independent
Stay wearin' girbauds and polos
And soldier Reebok tennis
Crushed out tank on my neck
Protect my chest like a vest
No more coke no more d**e
Just alcohol and sess
Respect my rhyme because
My mind is filled up with anger
Sound like I got a glock for it
With black tild you bullets in the chamber
Wait to be released and decease fake a*s MC's
N***as best freeze 'cause
I squeeze gats and burn to the third degree
Make you wonder will you
Ever breathe again like Toni Braxton
Leave ya skull fraction
About more action than Jackson
For ask somebody that know me
If they real they gon' tell ya what's real
If they fake they gon' soldier hate
I can freestyle about
It without makin' no mistake ask Tre
That's my compadre
A n***a that I ride with all day
Got it cocked
And in the trunk bumpin' nothin'
But the beats by the pound funk
Pull that skunk out the windows fogged up
And the system all the way pumped
Everything we drop be fire don't nothin' be bunk
From what I was told n***as say
I'm a hit no Limit like Pac
Hit death row and make some mon' now dance ho
And blow up like the world trade
And be protected by no limit tanks
Soldiers with K's and hand grenades
I was a w**d fiend d**e fiend
And coke fiend with low key
And I was on the cumma move
When UNLV used to rock the club 49
Back in 93
Ho was givin' me love
N***as givin' me daps and hugs
Soldiers respect soldiers
And soldiers respect thugs
Thugs gotta respect soldiers
If they don't want they life to be over
Brought to a closin'
Ain't nothin' changed but the name
When ya say soldier
Mean magnolia
Ya got that
And me keep me glock for they cocked back
Hoes jock that when a n***a be all the way real
Only thing they want is the dough dick appeal
But I don't f**k around no more
And only saw me like that you little clown a*s ho
If my flow was a gun b***h you would run
When you hear my come from the head
Every lyric is a bullet
F**kin' ya up with some of this s**t I say
In 95 n***a left for me dead but I didn't die
And some of the soldiers die
They only multiply
God left me alive so
I can blow up in the world
I thank the man every night
For takin' me off that pearly girl
It gave me the opportunity
To raise my son and my community
'Cause now a days n***as got guns and s**t
Screamin' out unity
Motherf**kin' n***a bruisin' me
That something I can't go for
I done signed the contract
Shut the studio door