Soulja's Story

Tupac Talking]

They cuttinÔÇÖ off welfare

Think they crime is risinÔÇÖ now

You got whites killinÔÇÖ blacks

Cops killinÔÇÖ blacks

And blacks killinÔÇÖ blacks

Shit just gonna get worse

They just gonna become souljas

Straight souljas



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All you wanted to be a soulja a soulja

All you wanted to be a soulja like me

All you wanted to be a soulja a soulja

All you wanted to be a soulja like me



All you wanted to be, a soulja, a soulja

All you wanted to be, a soulja, a soulja

All you wanted to be, a soulja, a soulja

All you wanted to be, a soulja, like me



Crack done took apart of our family tree

My Momma's on the shit, my DaddyÔÇÖs splittinÔÇÖ, Mom's steady blamin' me

Is it my fault, just cause IÔÇÖm a Young Black Male?

Cop sweat me as if my destiny is makinÔÇÖ crack sells

Only 15 and got problems

Cops on my tail, so I bail ÔÇ˙til I dodge ÔÇ˙em

They finally pull me over and I laugh

Remember Rodney King and I blast on his punk ass

Now I got a murder case

You speak aÔÇÖ Heaven, punk? I never heard of the place

What is it to come up fast, got a Uzi and a black mask

Drop the fuckinÔÇÖ task, now who's the jack ass?

Keep my shit cocked, cause the cops got a glock too

What the fuck would you do,

Drop them or let ÔÇ˙em drop you?

I chose droppinÔÇÖ the cop

I got me a glock, and a glock for the niggas on my block

4 of ÔÇ˙em tried to stab me, I moved out

Sold a pound a weed, made GÔÇÖs, bought a new house

I'm only 17, IÔÇÖm the new kid

I got me a crew, boughtÔÇÖem jewels, and a Uzi

But all good things donÔÇÖt last

Task came fast, and busted my black ass

CoolinÔÇÖ in the pen, where the goods kept

Now my little brother wants to follow in my footsteps

A soulja



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Buck, buck, niggas get fucked, donÔÇÖt step to this

Quiet has kept them blessed, on a quest with a death wish

Tell ÔÇ˙em they come and test, and the rest, nigga gets hectic

HereÔÇÖs the anorexic, IÔÇÖm making it to an exit

WalkinÔÇÖ through the streets on the black tip

Packed with several gats, 'cause IÔÇÖm also payinÔÇÖ back shit

Niggas donÔÇÖt wanna try me, brother youÔÇÖll get shot down

Now IÔÇÖm kickinÔÇÖ the block, cause my bigger brotherÔÇÖs locked down

I'm hot now, so many punk police have got shot down

Other coppers see me on the block, and they jock now

ThatÔÇÖs what I call a ÔÇŁkingpinÔÇŘ

Send my brother what he needs is some weed up to season

Tell him just be ready set, pack your shit up quick

And when I hit, be prepared to jet

Niggas from the block on the boat now

Every single one got a gun, thatÔÇÖll smoke pow

These punks about to get hit by the best

I'm wearinÔÇÖ double-vest, so aim at my fuckinÔÇÖ chest

I'll be makinÔÇÖ straight dome calls

Touch the button on the wall, youÔÇÖll be pickinÔÇÖ up your own balls

I can still hear my mother shout: "hit the pig nigga,

break your bigga brother out"

I got a message for the warden:

I'm comminÔÇÖ for your ass, as fast as Flash Gordon

We get surrounded in the mess hall, yes yaÔÇÖll

A crazy motherfucker makinÔÇÖ death calls

Just bring me my brother and we leavinÔÇÖ

For every minute you stall, one of yaÔÇÖll bleedinÔÇÖ

They brought my brother in a jiffy

I took a cop, just in case things got tricky

And just as we was walkinÔÇÖ out (bang), I caught a bullet in the head

The screams never left my mouth

My brother caught a bullet too

I think he gon' pull through (yeah, heÔÇÖll be all right), he deserved to

The fast life ainÔÇÖt everything they told ya

Never get much older, followinÔÇÖ the tracks of a soulja



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Straight soulja, 1993, all of it