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[Intro] Soulja... [Chorus:]
Extra, extra, read all about it
Soulja Boy is rich, sayin fuck an allowance
Ballin, shot callin, bitches callin
Models, poppin bottles, full throttle
Extra extra read all about
Soulja Boy is rich, screamin fuck an allowance
Ballin...
Dre, Dre, swag
Swag, Dre,
Dre .. Nobody cant tell me that my block wasnt movin
Westside getttin money like
Im always doin
And my flow classic like past tense or ruins
Marble Capcom flo, call me
Soulja Akuma
And my third eye open for them boys in blue
You stuck on hatin with the negative glue
Disrespect me, then you know the rumors is sparkin
Drop top in my
Jag, I let my swag do the talkin [Chorus]
Sippin on coconut, smokin on bubble kush
Zone after zone
I got my young nigga rollin up
Drink til
Im throwin up, yo hood please throw it up
Twenty-eight inches on my
Hummer when
Im rollin up
It aint no stoppin us, nigga quit copyin us
Is it cause
Im black, why the police tryin to lock me up?
It aint no stoppin us, nigga quit copyin us
Is it cause
Im black, why the police tryin to lock me up? [Chorus - 2X]