Talking:

Whats that big baby?

You know whats sound dog

They gon' like this here ya heard me?

They go like you know what I'm sayin'?

Fuck 'em

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From what I was told niggaz say I'm a hit No Limit like Pac

Hit Death Row and make some mon' now dance hoe

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 dope man, on the set

Cause I got plans bigger then the desire projects

I run with steel object toes, niggaz that smoke coke

And watch 'em in they back scopin'

Outta all soldier haters

Quick Draw McGraw niggaz 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

Niggaz lying dead on bullets and shells

My people dwells to Uptown

Where the shit goes down

Shot callers and big ballers, mothers know

And do-do brown, Beats By The Pound, somethin' you could smoke too

Flavors like ? red, beans, rice, gumbo the stew

My little one said its all on you, and Choppers City

My ? clique clanin' posse

Ain't no stoppin', my committe

Shits bigger then me, Nino Black

And a can of Trinity, ya feelin' me?

Chorus

Incarce