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Soulja Slim
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Get High With Me
Lyricist:Carlos Stephens, James Tapp, Trenity, Tyler Michael L
To all my niggas that get high with me Are y'all really down to die with me? Catch a bullet if it fly for me? Walk by or drive by with me?
I got niggas that committed that'd die for me Catch a bullet if that motherfucker fly for me In the front sippin' on Cognac You see only real niggas ride with me in the back Rest in peace to all the niggas that I ran wit' I'm blowin' big dubs
Feel like I'm the last man standing with my gun in hand Watching my back spooking like I'm on that coke again Knowing these niggas all in my face ain't my friends Trying to get what I got
They backstabbers, money grabbers I'm getting shot behind mines, I thought I told you They want my jingles and my pops, I think not I'ma trained for combat soldier
You gone respect Magnolia Only aiming for the piece above your shoulder I'm all about my business And knock it off with the quickness
Murda one, murda two If I gotta kill a whole clique I'll kill them motherfuckers too Nigga who that be's in the darkness It be me Souljah Slim aiming at his target
Check 'em partner, we killed him Blam, blam, bodyslam go the victim That's how I lick em' a shot
To all my niggas that get high with me Are y'all really down to die with me? Catch a bullet if it fly for me? Walk by or drive by with me?
Point ignorance, vigilance, it be's the prospect Trinity, cut-throater, Magnolia projects Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Flex, respects, that checks better recognize Don't come with that bullshit, Trinity pull shit A hell upon us to smoke, get full shit
Nigga let's do this For Souljah Slim G lock cock murder them I'ma hit your set and kaboom, it's sin then Nigga just sin then to the 'Pit of Less Prophet' Nigga put em' in the wind then
Gotta hit from hell, thought I caught ya' With hot shit we send them Nigger knockers finna chop us, we bend them
On the street that it's cut-throat Them niggas don't know that we lay Souljah Slim if you say so Rock-a-bye them bitches don't play hoe
To all my niggas that get high with me Are y'all really down to die with me? Catch a bullet if it fly for me? Walk by or drive by with me?
Puff, puff, puff come get high with me Up, up, up come fly with me Buck, buck put em' up this is a robbery But when the shit go down nigga You better be ready to die with me
I see past around the corner, come on follow me Come on nigga get in, I'ma drive just ride with me I'm drillin' and killin' these bitches until they get tired of me Old fake dick-in-the-booty-ass niggas, don't bother me
The man wrote it down like that so that's how it's gotta be Bitch I'm 'bout to retire like I hit the lottery I see through you bitches like cheap tint don't lie to me All in my face showing ivory
To all my niggas that get high with me Are y'all really down to die with me? Catch a bullet if it fly for me? Walk by or drive by with me?
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