Song | M.A.G.N.O.L.I.A. |
Artist | Soulja Slim |
Album | Years Later |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Soul Ja Slim | |
The streets made me, you know they did, 6th Street, Magnolia Street, c'mon | |
M...A...G...N...O..L, I, A, thats the home where the souljas stay | |
[Chorus-2x] | |
You niggaz claim to be a soulja, but you souljas ain't no souljas | |
I told ya and I showed ya, I'm a soulja for life | |
Now what you hear is what you get, from a nigga like me | |
Uncut, raw shit, all I know is the streets | |
[Soulja Slim] | |
I got these niggaz wearing soulja reeboks and soulja rags | |
I had these niggaz off the porch in '94, snortin' powder bags | |
Magnolia Slim underground, Soulja Slim to the world | |
It's all the same, don't get it twisted, still uncut and explicit | |
Uptown's where I'm listed, look me up in the 3rd Ward | |
You might find me on the Parkway between ????? and ??????? | |
Smokin' herb, by the curb, but I ain't gone chill for too long though | |
'Cause on that there block, them white folks be hot | |
Shoot up to wards Claybourne, make a left cut through Exon | |
Now I'm on Willow Street, the spot where the killers be | |
That's where I layed my head for years, I'mma representa | |
And I ain't talkin' bout this rap shit, nigga respect it or I'll send ya | |
[Chorus-2x] | |
[Soulja Slim] | |
I'm soulja this, I'm soulja that, nigga what, I played the halls | |
Ran through the cut, 6 Co. fa'sho, The Circle, the killin' field | |
Where the killers chill, on the real, that been my spot since I was lil' | |
I can't tell these d's to chill, since Shorty Mike got killed | |
Open wound still soaked, it's gone heal | |
I run with trill niggaz, we don't take no shit | |
If you got it, you better hide it, I still pull off robberies | |
Ain't a damn thing gravy, ain't a damn thing sweet | |
My beef they beef, they beef my beef | |
6 Co. nigga, 6 Co., Cut Throat nigga, screamin' Cut Throat | |
[Chorus-2x] | |
[Soulja Slim] | |
I'm screamin' I'm a soulja 'cause I mean it nigga | |
From my black soulja reeboks to my beanie nigga | |
I soulja walk and talk crazy to these bitch niggaz | |
Its in my blood, what the fuck, I'mma blast that trigga | |
What you forgot, with the murder charge in '96 | |
Without no evidence, I ain't even do the shit, not guilty | |
You niggaz should've been killed me | |
I done came up, me and my souljas bout to fuck the game up, be cool | |
M...A...G...N...O..L, I, A, thats the home where the souljas stay | |
[Chorus-2x] | |
[Soulja Slim talking] | |
Cut Throat Comitty, the streets made me, the streets made me | |
Motherfuckers better know |
zuo ci : Soul Ja Slim | |
The streets made me, you know they did, 6th Street, Magnolia Street, c' mon | |
M... A... G... N... O.. L, I, A, thats the home where the souljas stay | |
Chorus2x | |
You niggaz claim to be a soulja, but you souljas ain' t no souljas | |
I told ya and I showed ya, I' m a soulja for life | |
Now what you hear is what you get, from a nigga like me | |
Uncut, raw shit, all I know is the streets | |
Soulja Slim | |
I got these niggaz wearing soulja reeboks and soulja rags | |
I had these niggaz off the porch in ' 94, snortin' powder bags | |
Magnolia Slim underground, Soulja Slim to the world | |
It' s all the same, don' t get it twisted, still uncut and explicit | |
Uptown' s where I' m listed, look me up in the 3rd Ward | |
You might find me on the Parkway between nbsp????? and nbsp??????? | |
Smokin' herb, by the curb, but I ain' t gone chill for too long though | |
' Cause on that there block, them white folks be hot | |
Shoot up to wards Claybourne, make a left cut through Exon | |
Now I' m on Willow Street, the spot where the killers be | |
That' s where I layed my head for years, I' mma representa | |
And I ain' t talkin' bout this rap shit, nigga respect it or I' ll send ya | |
Chorus2x | |
Soulja Slim | |
I' m soulja this, I' m soulja that, nigga what, I played the halls | |
Ran through the cut, 6 Co. fa' sho, The Circle, the killin' field | |
Where the killers chill, on the real, that been my spot since I was lil' | |
I can' t tell these d' s to chill, since Shorty Mike got killed | |
Open wound still soaked, it' s gone heal | |
I run with trill niggaz, we don' t take no shit | |
If you got it, you better hide it, I still pull off robberies | |
Ain' t a damn thing gravy, ain' t a damn thing sweet | |
My beef they beef, they beef my beef | |
6 Co. nigga, 6 Co., Cut Throat nigga, screamin' Cut Throat | |
Chorus2x | |
Soulja Slim | |
I' m screamin' I' m a soulja ' cause I mean it nigga | |
From my black soulja reeboks to my beanie nigga | |
I soulja walk and talk crazy to these bitch niggaz | |
Its in my blood, what the fuck, I' mma blast that trigga | |
What you forgot, with the murder charge in ' 96 | |
Without no evidence, I ain' t even do the shit, not guilty | |
You niggaz should' ve been killed me | |
I done came up, me and my souljas bout to fuck the game up, be cool | |
M... A... G... N... O.. L, I, A, thats the home where the souljas stay | |
Chorus2x | |
Soulja Slim talking | |
Cut Throat Comitty, the streets made me, the streets made me | |
Motherfuckers better know |
zuò cí : Soul Ja Slim | |
The streets made me, you know they did, 6th Street, Magnolia Street, c' mon | |
M... A... G... N... O.. L, I, A, thats the home where the souljas stay | |
Chorus2x | |
You niggaz claim to be a soulja, but you souljas ain' t no souljas | |
I told ya and I showed ya, I' m a soulja for life | |
Now what you hear is what you get, from a nigga like me | |
Uncut, raw shit, all I know is the streets | |
Soulja Slim | |
I got these niggaz wearing soulja reeboks and soulja rags | |
I had these niggaz off the porch in ' 94, snortin' powder bags | |
Magnolia Slim underground, Soulja Slim to the world | |
It' s all the same, don' t get it twisted, still uncut and explicit | |
Uptown' s where I' m listed, look me up in the 3rd Ward | |
You might find me on the Parkway between nbsp????? and nbsp??????? | |
Smokin' herb, by the curb, but I ain' t gone chill for too long though | |
' Cause on that there block, them white folks be hot | |
Shoot up to wards Claybourne, make a left cut through Exon | |
Now I' m on Willow Street, the spot where the killers be | |
That' s where I layed my head for years, I' mma representa | |
And I ain' t talkin' bout this rap shit, nigga respect it or I' ll send ya | |
Chorus2x | |
Soulja Slim | |
I' m soulja this, I' m soulja that, nigga what, I played the halls | |
Ran through the cut, 6 Co. fa' sho, The Circle, the killin' field | |
Where the killers chill, on the real, that been my spot since I was lil' | |
I can' t tell these d' s to chill, since Shorty Mike got killed | |
Open wound still soaked, it' s gone heal | |
I run with trill niggaz, we don' t take no shit | |
If you got it, you better hide it, I still pull off robberies | |
Ain' t a damn thing gravy, ain' t a damn thing sweet | |
My beef they beef, they beef my beef | |
6 Co. nigga, 6 Co., Cut Throat nigga, screamin' Cut Throat | |
Chorus2x | |
Soulja Slim | |
I' m screamin' I' m a soulja ' cause I mean it nigga | |
From my black soulja reeboks to my beanie nigga | |
I soulja walk and talk crazy to these bitch niggaz | |
Its in my blood, what the fuck, I' mma blast that trigga | |
What you forgot, with the murder charge in ' 96 | |
Without no evidence, I ain' t even do the shit, not guilty | |
You niggaz should' ve been killed me | |
I done came up, me and my souljas bout to fuck the game up, be cool | |
M... A... G... N... O.. L, I, A, thats the home where the souljas stay | |
Chorus2x | |
Soulja Slim talking | |
Cut Throat Comitty, the streets made me, the streets made me | |
Motherfuckers better know |