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lirik lagu soulja boy – incredible war

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[verse]
uh, uh (incredible)
diss beezy, body in lake placid
spit rapid, b~tch, i’m so savage
if a n~gga want it i will let a n~gga have it
what the f~ck you talkin’ ’bout? i got the right tactics
b~tch, quit (b~tch, quit) ~ you on my sh~t list
five~four of my goons to put your head on my hit list
word around town i rip your whole clique defenseless
every n~gga in your f~ckin’ squad is a b~tch~n~gga
all y’all n~ggas stupid and dumb
take the motherf~ckin’ machete and go and chop off your arm
word around town i’m hot, go and ring the alarm
every f~ckin’ song i did on, b~tch, i’m droppin’ a bomb
n~gga, pistol to your momma mouth, please remain calm (please remain calm)
f~ck your stupid~ass comments, all y’all clique remain dumb
y’all n~ggas f~ckin’ with us, y’all b~tch remain on
and a million~dollar soul and i still remain sung
so (incredible)
b~tch, it’s clearly evident, i’m too c~cky and relevant
and too f~ckin’ intelligent, you n~ggas celibate (celibate)
i’ll k!ll y’all n~ggas, man, i don’t fear y’all n~ggas
i’ll disappear y’all n~ggas, chop off the ear y’all n~ggas
i can’t hear y’all n~ggas (can’t hear y’all n~ggas)
word around town my clique, man, we stack six figures (we stack six figures)
word around town y’all n~ggas fake, ain’t none real
b~tch, a chopper to your breath, is you n~ggas for real? (is you n~ggas for real?)
what the f~ck you talkin’? i spark up like a pop tart
s.o.d. gang, we gettin’ money like a yacht club
which one of y’all can f~ck with me?
i’m too f~ckin’ new and my jeans cost sixty
man, i’m deep in the game, my empire with desire for
each and every lame~ass rapper to retire
and when i hit the microphone i leave that sh~t on fire
it’s soulja boy tell ’em, b~tch, i swear you n~ggas fired now
n~gga, who’s better? please, tell me who’s better
i’m in the f~ckin’ mall hollister my sweater there
no one better there, no one clever
i’m changing they weather, can’t hold like mayweather, it’s
when i leave the game i bet everybody miss me
my d~ck get hard when a p~ssy~n~gga diss me
b~tch, whatever ~ i’m ready for whatever, b~tch
i’m ready for the pressure, b~tch
go and put it on my schedule, b~tch
b~tch, and i’m not hesitant
everybody think g stand for gangsta, b~tch, that’s growth and development
soulja boy tell ’em, man, tell ’em where, tell ’em where the f~ck the money at
twenty million for the h~ll of it
check the gucci jeans, the pockets got a big bulge (big bulge)
check my name, the charts, i got a big buzz
bullsh~t and ignorance i don’t indulge
soulja boy ain’t got no money, that’s a insult
say f~ck me your career is over is the result
i give a f~ck, that chopper gon’ hit you, n~gga, go ahead and buck
i see money, my eyes is green like incredible hulk
the choppers is poppin’, the bodies is droppin’, the dollars is coppin’, incredible war


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