Magnolia Lyrics

Soulja Slim Magnolia

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



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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 Dorgenois and Broad

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 Claiborne, 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



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[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 f..ck, 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 f..ck the game up, be cool

M...A...G...N...O..L, I, A, thats the home where the souljas stay



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[Soulja Slim talking]

Cut Throat Comitty, the streets made me, the streets made me

motherfuckers better know