Soulja Slim - Get Cha Mind Right LYRICS

f/ Black Felon, X-Conn



[Chorus]

Ya talkin' that shit bitch nigga

Wusup, wusup , wusup, wusup

Better Get Cha Mind Right

What What , Huh what

[4x]



[Soulja Slim]

One lonely Soldier I be

The last real nigga still down with Master P

I do this for the money and I do this for the love

I do this for my Soldiers and I do this for my Thugs

A lot of these rappers ain't talkin' bout nothin'

I don't knock it get ya money nigga

Keep rap hustlin'

But don't go to talkin' that Gangsta shit

Cause I got money

Now what'cha think I'm spend a hit?

You dead wrong my 44 long it won't leave yo head on

I really would knock it off yo Soldier

I'm wild Magnolia never a dirt diver

I got war wounds been in the line of Fire

Shoot that nigga, fuck dat nigga

Lay dat nigga down

Wootay was talkin' shit in the wrong part of town



[Chorus-4x]



[Soulja Slim]

I hope you understand that

I'm tellin' you somethin' very beneficial

Cause I own streets machines with bullets

That hold baby missiles

You Lil' Boys artificial playin' with them Lil' Pop pistols

I put hoes in you so deep you see only yo bone gristle

I'm Soldier this I'm Soldier that because I'm Soulja Slim

Third Ward die hog , you really don't wanna fuck with him

I'm from the M-A-G-N-O-L-I-A

Only thing Hot Boy catch the bullets comin' out my K

My dogs write me from Angola and Allen and shit

Tellin' me to hold it down, tellin' me to represent

Ever since they free'd me I've been thuggin' with Krazy

Will I see the jail cell again nigga maybe

Bitch nigga's talk shit they get dealt with

With the quickness me and my people bout business

Better get 'cha mind right on the real

Bitch niggas get killed that's how I feel



[Chorus-4x]



[Black Felon]

Say Slim, these hoe ass niggas

They know they ain't bout it

Come through the hood talkin' that shit and

Leave they bitch ass crowded

See where I'm from we lay it down on these

Clowns and busters, tottin' 44 and choppers

Bustin' on mother fuckers

Look dog, y'all keep claimin' on the hood y'all stay

See that's gonna make my job easy so I know where just to spray

See I'ma ride through dog in a four door Lac

Roll the windows and cock it back

Hear that clak clak clak!!!!



[Soulja Slim]

Man these niggas need to be slapped



[Black Felon]

Uh Huh they catchin' the blues

I catch 'em yappin' I ain't slappin'

I'm knockin' 'em clean out they shoes



[X-Conn]

I got shit that shoot missiles dog

Fuck around and have yo relatives missin' dog

Get shot up and and have yo name put on the wall

X-Conn and Soulja Slim that's my Tank Dawg

So fuck y'all



[Chorus-4x]