(This Neil on the track)
The soul soldier, ha
**, ain't no cap in that, ha
Load up them clips, ha
Ever since that ** died
From off that side
They claim that's my fault
Don't bring your ** outside if
You ain't 'bout it
We gon' draw that white chalk
Wrong or right, my **s stepping
We don't really like y'all he play with us
We bust his ** melon and
Turn the lights off
I'm from the city of Savannah where
We die all the time shoot at your momma
Kill your pops every time they
Come 'cross the line
I feel like Soulja Slim and Pac
I live the life of crime
I'm scared to put some pеnnies in the
Streets 'cause thеy might drop a dime
Ayy, they think 'bout playing with Big
Perc they going in the dirt
I'm in they section on a
Bike, they come outside
I swear I'm shooting first
This Smith & Wesson let off
Lights, on my life, you going on a shirt
You air my name to get
Some likes, on your life
You going in the dirt
I like to ** on her **
Every time I'm on Percs
I told her bend that ** over
Go on and make that thing squirt
Two double cups, I'm sipping Tech
I sipped the soda then burped
Send my lil' ** to the West
And make him take all they work
He rode his bike through over
Thought I tried to blow the back off
My **s itching like some pests
Swear they can't wait to bite y'all
I got no love for a **, no
I won't never wife y'all
So many times I walked that line
Locked behind a white wall
I got a drop on all them **s
We gon' burn up they trap
We on the 3rd with hella pistols
Y'all drive by then get clapped
Don't make us pull up on y'all block
Then take a pic on the Ave
I put this ** in VVS's
Rolling like I'm handicapped, woah
Ever since that ** died
From off that side
They claim that's my fault
Don't bring your ** outside if
You ain't 'bout it
We gon' draw that white chalk
Wrong or right, my **s stepping
We don't really like y'all he play with us
We bust his ** melon and
Turn the lights off
I'm from the city of Savannah where
We die all the time shoot at your momma
Kill your pops every time they
Come 'cross the line
I feel like Soulja Slim and Pac
I live the life of crime
I'm scared to put some pennies in the
Streets 'cause they might drop a dime
