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letra de rich nigga shit - soulja boy tell 'em

[intro]

yuh, better late than never man
(uh)
(soulja)

[verse 1]

i’m back in this b-tch, whipping my wrist
young n-gg- rich, i fly with a fish
you know i’m legit
these n-gg-s talking like they getting to the bricks
n-gg-s ain’t shit, you broke as a b-tch
n-gg- you know i hit licks
soulja boy tell em’ came up from them bricks
25 m’s i’m on the forbes list
400 million lil’ n-gg- i did it
talk to the motherf-cking plug
soulja he keeping the drugs
i go get the money i’m gone
skrrt to your trap and i buy what i want
pull up and say what i want
young n-gg- pull up with bricks and a phone
scr-pe out the powder the bowl
trapping so hard n-gg- won’t tell a soul
a young n-gg- traveled the globe
smoking on pound pouring o
n-gg- just look at my clothes
all of my vvs diamonds on froze
look at your b-tch now she gone
look at your b-tch i’m a king on her throne (ooh)
look at your b-tch how she chose, i just dumped all on her no
sod gang i’m cold, after this b-tch man we trap after show
bricks they under the floor
f-ck with lil’ soulja that choppa gon’ blow
i just been pourin the act
slide through the show and i’m gripping the mac
all of my shooters they pack
all of my shooters stay strapped

[chorus]

yuh – [x16]
rich n-gg- shit -[x8]
yuh – [x16]
rich n-gg- shit – [x8]

[verse 2]

talk to the plug they don’t know where i’m from –
diamonds a mountain of babylon
look at my ? like megatron
look at my wrists like honeycomb
b-tches they talking but ain’t got no money
i pull to the trap, and ain’t shit funny
lil’ soulja chasing more money like sunny
you run up on me i hit you in your stomach
know that my n-gg-s they keep it 100
came out the trap wrap you up like a mummy
all of my n-gg-s be geekin’ like zombies
pull the chopper, he ain’t taking nothing from me
sod gang, yeah i got my own shoes
post to your block and i sit on 22s
soulja boy tell em’ man we put it to the crew
call up my shooter you know they gon’ shoot (aye)
i f-ck that b-tch in the lam (aye)
i hop ???
n-gg- know i got them bands (hey)
serve a n-gg- 100 xanz (aye)
i’m in the kitchen with my wrist though (wrist though)
n-gg- ball cause i’m getting there (getting there)
n-gg- mad cause i’m stacking (stacking)
on you n-gg-s i be shitting
(hey, aye, hey, hey, hey) i just took that n-gg- b-tch (d-mn)
(woah) [x5] i just vv’d my wrist (my wrist)
rodney harrison bus-down
hitting your block in the squad like touchdown
you talking n-gg- what now
pull on the block with the chopper i’m shooting right now

[chorus]

yuh [x16]
rich n-gg- shit [x8]
yuh [x16]
rich n-gg- shit [x8]

[interlude]

(hey hey hey)
soulja, you know how we rocking
stacks on deck money gang sodmg man (yeah) (aye aye aye)
rich n-gg- shit
it’s your boy soulja i’m in the building

[verse 3]

hop out the rari then skrrt
all these girls on me right now
i’m gonna go hand her the perc
give that young b-tch a new perm (aye)
hop out the motherf-cking vert (aye)
young n-gg- know i’m berserk (aye)
put your face on a shirt (aye)
i’m rolling a pound of the purp (aye)
backwoods and i’m straight
f-ck that b-tch till she squirt
n-gg- try me he get murked (aye, aye)
soulja; s-beezy let’s get it

- soulja boy tell em

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