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mo thugs – souljah boy lyrics

we low down, we low down….
yeah (yeah) (yeah), krayzie bone up in this mothaf-cka (up in this mothaf-cka), up in this
mothaf-ckin n-gg- (my mothaf-ckin
n-gg-). souljah boy, ’bout to shut you hoes down (’bout to shurt you hoes down). you know what it
is, mo thug clique rollin
too d-mn thick, n-gg-. what you hoes wanna do? (ride, die. die die). yeah, one ah these n-gg-,
one ah these n-gg-, one ah
these

chorus
we low down, low down dirty shame, n-gg-z actin strang, catch a clip to tha f-ckin brain (put’em
up, put’em up)
(repeat)

souljah boy
souljah boy, off in this mothaf-cka, piece to point tha b-tch may suckaz, thinkin they got enough
heat to rush us. i’m ah dust
ya, heads off, wit tha blink of an eye, you n-gg-z gonna die, don’t ask me why, but still i try. with tha
vibe that i be gettin
makin wantin get cha spit’n yall sh-ttin down to tha f-ckin wide, be wide. you hoes wanna find me
my n-gg- layzie bone up
pine trees, black eyes see, ain’t no comin back, get you some ah that, sh-t you smokin, get me gigged
up, hit it up, hit it up, i’m
straight loke, and i’m hopin ah, that all ah yall (all ah yall) bustaz got time to play, my n-gg-,
tombstone, krayzie bone quickin
round yo way

chorus

krayzie
you to betta be thangs, yo brain, put’em in ah coffin, and that’s where they lay, n-gg- wanna roll, tha
bone’d get chrome,
(put’em in and rip’em out) that how we play ay. murder dem n-gg-z that’s plottin around me, holla
boy toppin yo body, n-gg-
fillin bless yo soul wit tha 12 guage marks burn, leavin you stiff and cold. n-gg- what you gonna do,
when tha mothaf-ckin
thugstaz come for you. ya snooze you loose, to catch that skuzie, n-gg- fiend to shoot tha po po
too, and we do. runnin wit
da n-gg- wit his finger on tha trigger, but i catch him and fill him wit ammunition. hit’em wit tha bullet
and ah rippin, and to get
cha, they miss’em, hey. we down foe tha sw-ng and no fakin, detain’em, we quick wit tha f-cka,
you up on my, gauages and
uzzies and 357’s, we load’em and shoot foe yo head, you die. n-gg-z they betta not test me, leather
face, quick when they
pull out this weapon, hey, we leavin’em headless. respect dem clair playaz, b-tch

chorus

souljah boy
i’m on ah mission, ah mission, i’m swift betta empty my clip, you outta beat an -ss with fast as safety
mine, neva soldiaz ’bout
to rip, ya lit, get hit, ’cause i split, wit yo sh-t, ain’t worried bout a n-gg- tellin, yellin mothaf-ckin thangs,
as all you (soldiaz)
b-tches, rollin ya spliff. ’cause i’ll shift, wit my grip, off into a whole new level

krayzie
knockin wit mic let cha know ya d-mn wrong, d-mn wrong….rest in peace, and seem to been
creepin up on me latey, f-ck’n,
let’s all go crazy, sell we daily, gettin we red lay, my thugstaz, love when we buck pump, put’em on
tha ground f-ck’em.
krayzie release dem sh-lls, i say say f-cka let’s all go to h-ll. ’cause i got my money, my pistol, my
reefa, neva forget my thugs,
what. hey, we slay, we spray

souljah boy
we pray, everyday, but still i see, that you and me, just don’t
mix, so i grab my grip. i’m ah kill ya
clique, that’s tha end ah this
sh-t. so don’t you eva, in ya mothaf-ckin life try to test me, it’s
neva like rambo, wit this bullet proof
vest and wit a knife, you
betta respect me. or we’ll complete twice, i’m killin yo wife. yo
b-tch get’s knifed just like lesley,
don’t test me, don’t press
me, krayzie bone pumpin up they chest, g

yeah, n-gg-. yeah, hoe -ss n-gg-z. yall mothaf-ckaz ain’t ready foe
this mothaf-ckin real thug sh-t.
you n-gg-z ain’t ready.
gone (gone) down (down), shut’n sh-t down (shut’n sh-t down).
completely down (completely
down). you hoes didn’t know
(you hoes didn’t know). huh? you gotta recognize. st. clair
wastland, n-gg-. f-ck yall n-gg-z, stall
n-gg-. yeah. (wasteland,
wasteland, wasteland) hoe -ss mothaf-ckaz, b-tches, i’m ready to
kill’em. soldiaz, we on gank. can
you feel that? can you
feel that?

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