HD4President - Soulja Slim Mentality lyrics
[HD4President - Soulja Slim Mentality lyrics]
This that Soulja Slim shit ayy, ayy, yeah
Ayy, this that Soulja Slim shit yeah
Look, look
I keep my Glock in arms reach 'cause
I can't let no nigga steal me (Nah)
If they catch me slippin' with no blicky
They gon' kill me (yeah)
Crack ain't sellin'
These niggas tweakin' off that heroin
Running with steppers
Most my niggas convicted felons
Murders and robbers
These niggas totin' these choppas
I heard one lil' one slippin'
Hit on the porch with his partner
Ayy, all these lil' rappers they
Be promoting this violence
But when somebody got popped
Mamas bе moping and crying
In the jungle with lions
I'm just standing my ground
RIP to Soulja Slim
I'm outchea' holding it down
Got that burnеr on my lap
When I be rolling around
I ain't posting no locations
They don't know I'm in town
Glock on me right now shots on me right now
Murder on my motherfuckin' mind
Staring at my ice now
She wanna get piped down
Sorry, baby, I ain't got the time
They sent shots through my rearview
I catch you and kill you
I don't give a fuck 'bout no nigga
Three, five, seven, my steal blue
My niggas, they still true
I run with some cold-blooded killers
Ayy, they had shot and they missed
Jumped out at my nigga house
And he got scared, he a bitch
I ain't backing down from nothing
I go fed with this stick i get that drop
Hop out with Glocks all at
Yo' head with this bitch
40 jammed in a shootout
I had to hide by a van
They kept bussin', I'm like fuck it
I'ma slide when I can
Dirty smitty started trippin'
Right on side of my man
All he had was six shots
He had to do what he can
Bitch my city goin' dumb
We like to step on shit
Baton Rouge, Louisiana
That's that Teflon shit
All in yo' bushes with that choppa'
That's that crept on shit
Police too hot, they like to watch
So we don't rep on shit
Ayy, gotta have that Nine in
My reach when I'm riding
If I think he raising out
His seat then I'm firing
Niggas taking murders for the
Cheap and they hiring
Yellow tape and chalk all on the street
Police sirens
Glock on me right now shots on me right now
Murder on my motherfuckin' mind
Staring at my ice now
She wanna get piped down
Sorry, baby, I ain't got the time
They sent shots through my rearview
I catch you and kill you
I don't give a fuck 'bout no nigga
Three, five, seven, my steal blue
My niggas, they still true
I run with some cold-blooded killers
Yeah hD
You know, it's straight like that there
Ya heard me? Straight like that there
No cut on that, ya heard me?
Leave all that in there, ya heard me? Yeah
This that Soulja Slim shit
This that Soulja Slim shit yeah
This that Soulja Slim shit, ayy
This that Soulja Slim shit
It's all to maintain
It's the Soulja life mentality
If them niggas after me
I promise I'm gon' blast for me
Ayy, yeah, ayy if them niggas after me
I promise I'm gon' blast for me hD
Ayy, this that Soulja Slim shit yeah
Look, look
I keep my Glock in arms reach 'cause
I can't let no nigga steal me (Nah)
If they catch me slippin' with no blicky
They gon' kill me (yeah)
Crack ain't sellin'
These niggas tweakin' off that heroin
Running with steppers
Most my niggas convicted felons
Murders and robbers
These niggas totin' these choppas
I heard one lil' one slippin'
Hit on the porch with his partner
Ayy, all these lil' rappers they
Be promoting this violence
But when somebody got popped
Mamas bе moping and crying
In the jungle with lions
I'm just standing my ground
RIP to Soulja Slim
I'm outchea' holding it down
Got that burnеr on my lap
When I be rolling around
I ain't posting no locations
They don't know I'm in town
Glock on me right now shots on me right now
Murder on my motherfuckin' mind
Staring at my ice now
She wanna get piped down
Sorry, baby, I ain't got the time
They sent shots through my rearview
I catch you and kill you
I don't give a fuck 'bout no nigga
Three, five, seven, my steal blue
My niggas, they still true
I run with some cold-blooded killers
Ayy, they had shot and they missed
Jumped out at my nigga house
And he got scared, he a bitch
I ain't backing down from nothing
I go fed with this stick i get that drop
Hop out with Glocks all at
Yo' head with this bitch
40 jammed in a shootout
I had to hide by a van
They kept bussin', I'm like fuck it
I'ma slide when I can
Dirty smitty started trippin'
Right on side of my man
All he had was six shots
He had to do what he can
Bitch my city goin' dumb
We like to step on shit
Baton Rouge, Louisiana
That's that Teflon shit
All in yo' bushes with that choppa'
That's that crept on shit
Police too hot, they like to watch
So we don't rep on shit
Ayy, gotta have that Nine in
My reach when I'm riding
If I think he raising out
His seat then I'm firing
Niggas taking murders for the
Cheap and they hiring
Yellow tape and chalk all on the street
Police sirens
Glock on me right now shots on me right now
Murder on my motherfuckin' mind
Staring at my ice now
She wanna get piped down
Sorry, baby, I ain't got the time
They sent shots through my rearview
I catch you and kill you
I don't give a fuck 'bout no nigga
Three, five, seven, my steal blue
My niggas, they still true
I run with some cold-blooded killers
Yeah hD
You know, it's straight like that there
Ya heard me? Straight like that there
No cut on that, ya heard me?
Leave all that in there, ya heard me? Yeah
This that Soulja Slim shit
This that Soulja Slim shit yeah
This that Soulja Slim shit, ayy
This that Soulja Slim shit
It's all to maintain
It's the Soulja life mentality
If them niggas after me
I promise I'm gon' blast for me
Ayy, yeah, ayy if them niggas after me
I promise I'm gon' blast for me hD