kid soulja

what? huh? what?

bitch ass niggas triple nine nigga

fuck around

bitch

aye aye aye aye

bitch

aye aye

bitch

bitch

bitch bitch bitch

bitch

yea!

how you gon' beef with a soldier?

how you gon' beef with a cobra?

how you gon' look when we roll up?

slide up

watch a bitch fold up

down with a.45

bitch it's city morgue we take lives

my jamaicans still got shottas

your homie look dead who shot ya?

me nigga

how you gon' beef with a soldier?

how you gon' beef with a cobra?

how you gon' look when we roll up?

slide up

watch a bitch fold up

down with a.45

bitch it's city morgue we take lives

my jamaicans still got shottas

your homie looked dead who shot ya?

me nigga

wake up

why don't you put a little makeup

nigga

don't call them jakes up

choppa gonna shoot that snake up

wake up

glock on my side when i wake up

100 shot right where you lay up

wake up and go get my cake up

crash in that that whip i'm a racer

it's triple nine

i'm divine

keep a.9

hit his head and his spine

you target practice

you is lackin'

never packin'

so i'm gonna take his jacket

i'd rather pack it

now i gas it

crack his noggin

then i'm gonna crack his casket

i spun the block round

ran around it

niggas gonna run

when i clap it

i run the block like a olympics

track and field nigga we're gon run a rally

please don't call the cops the cops will not save shit

i leave you wet r.i.p to the pavement

my little glock little.30 gives facelifts

cop me a whip like a m'fucking racist

stacking up dead shit i get it and cake it up

smoking on boof by the acre

yuh

how you gon' beef with a soldier?

how you gon' beef with a cobra?

how you gon' look when we roll up?

slide up

watch a bitch fold up

damned with a.45

bitch it's city morgue we take lives

my jamaicans still got shottas

your homie looked dead who shot ya?

me nigga

how you gon' beef with a soldier?

how you gon' beef with a cobra?

how you gon' look when we roll up?

slide up

watch a bitch fold up

damned with a.45

bitch it's city morgue we take lives

my jamaicans still got shottas

your homie looked dead who shot ya?

me nigga

hopped out that coupe with that drop make it zoom

45 my glock make that man meet his doom

free the demons

desert eagle

recoil

let the demons reach the evil

never bother

shoot the father

pop one

shot one

beanie sigel

can't fuck with me

i

stay 'way from the fake

fuckin' with love left

my heart filled with rage

shotgun pop in your back

then we take off the masks

duck when you hear the blast

cause we will send you back

yeah!