Go head big baby

Soulja Slim's in this mothafucker with Da Hound from girttown and C mothafucking Murder

Know what

I'm saying for the 19 9nickel and three mothafucking pennies

Shit's getting real



[Soulja Slim]



Its the glock born shooter so respect him don't neglect him

But check him, quick to blast bullets off in your intersection

You better ask some fucking body bout Soulja Slim I murdered them

and I keep it cocked at all times come look at him

I'm inviting you to danger

You best to be a banger

One that don't miss I'm TRU to this I've been raised

blues an shit I trained myself for combatBust back as I react

On every attack so niggaz keep your mouths closed

And eyes open

My trigger finger itching to be stroking

Praying and hoping

One of you niggaz build ya'll nuts up to come try me

Last nigga done it bloody body

Him couldn't get by me, why me

A soldier that has a backround of murders and robbery

That shit that used to be my hobby

Never do it sloppy, make the job well done

Get rid of the murder weapon get a new gun

I'm on the run



[Chorus x2]



I'm on the run, so all you bitch niggaz leave me alone

I'm on the run, ducking 2 shots to the dome



[C-Murder]



It ain't no limit to the mothafucking bitches we fuck

My tank niggaz bout to make the world blow up

We get rowdy in the club, so show me some love

Its been 2 years since I possessed some drugs

Nigga hard times is a thing of the past

Give me 2 keys and I'm gone give you back cash

I'm a hustle til I'm dead, ball til I fall

I won't rest til they put my name on the wall

TRU niggaz gone ride, playa haters gone die

Cause after dolllars and cents only the strong survive

With bulletproof Hummers and multiple pistols

With solid gold tanks and multiple missles

I'ma bust until I can't bust no more

The Magnolia, Girttown with the Calliope

I'ma No Limit Soldier they be some soldiers too

I represent them killers cause they in my crew



[Chorus x2]



[Da Hound]



I just hit the streets with my beer

Them niggaz know what time it is

Clear up the streets bitches put away your kids

Shit I'm going out like a gangsta did

Mothafuckers gotta get it how ya live

Shit were you niggaz was were you niggaz here

Take a short vacation and niggaz struck fear

Fuck I'm bout to break it down to the nitty gritty

Nigga act shitty I'ma bring 'em back to the days of nitty

Give me a Bud, pop the lid take a swig

Give me the other bud, roll a spliff take a hit

I gotta leave 'em how I left 'em down and out

Running about, happy more than a smith n wesson

I took my pistol I struck it to the ground

I want something go buck about a 100 fucking rounds

Plus I want the poi and fucking furl

I'm a broke off that 11500 fuck that girl

Shit give me the wig watch me split it ya dig

Too many niggaz ain't pretty but this nigga is

I got to do 'em like my cousin Dave do

den we tap dem lights mothafucka hey you

Catch the ground up the shit I'ma pistol whip

I be around fuck don't let me catch a nigga slip



[Chorus x2]