Soulja Slim My Jacket Lyrics

You know how I'm coming (uh huh)
You know exactly how I'm coming
(I'm telling you) It don't stop
s___ don't stop

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
My jacket consist of
Batteries on robberies, pistol charges, and murder
I know I'm the realest n____ ya heard of besides 'Pac
Got n____z screaming Soulja from the street to the cell block

[Verse 1]
You b____u
Soulja Slim and his committee is coming to get'chu
My mag 90 bullets hit'chu and split'chu
In half, let a b____ boy stab
Won't last up against these m_________ers that use to taking blood baths
I been smoking blunts with the devil thats why my eyes are red as the f___
Now tell me do I look like the type that will be scared to bust?
Well guess what? I'm screaming out murder me and I'm vest up
Chest up
Test nuts
Watch up while I fletch ya
You b____ made and I'm self made
Magnolia Calliope mag made
I get through like a scale blade
And Kunta Kinte your left leg
I play surgeon and I'll be splurgin
In anonymous nasty big bourbons
Don't stunt dog
Whatever I say I'll come wit'cha I'll come dog
I'ma get mine for the two G's
Take it for I say please
I f___ with twirkers not the twirkees
Put it long will give a n____ the herpes
So I stay back, I mean way, y'all didn't notice how I say that?
Well m_________ y'all hated waving on three G's laid back

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
As one time we was click tight
What the f___ going on? I just come home my s___ ain't going right
Everybody branching off doing they thang
Some of 'em in the studio and some of 'em they slang
Thats how it go I know this rap s___ ain't gone last forever
So I stash cheddar for hard times flipping to make it better
I can take ten G's and make twenty more ten G's with that
I'm from the 6 'co circle where all the hustlers at
You busters scaking from round me with all that junk claiming
In ninety-five I ran on Tara Lane and bust a brain and
Smokin blunts and snortin 'caine with my girl Big Ree
Til I started spooking out thought a n____ was trying to kill me
n____ feel me

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Picture lil daddy think he raw musta forgot I'ma vet
Crushing up his memory and then give him set for the flow of that
I gotta way of making all real n____z feel my pain
Anymore player hating a__ fake n____z look at me strange
Reverse the game, f___ his head up leave him in the middle of the street
n____ s___ ain't tight enough to geep a G with me
Actually, you don't even suppose to be in my presence
So I'ma ask you like a man, (s___) playboy get to stepping
Now if you walk off with that look like you gone get your weapon
And I'ma do ya something for all that stuntin and reppin
Now as the beat on for my flirters stop
Til I make your drop it like its hot
I can run some s___ that will make you p____ pop
Don't matter if you real or not
Play my game and I'll cheat on ya
Pull the rubber off and skeet on ya
Haters slanging that s___ p____ for me on the Magnolia street corner
You's a hoe n____
You I know n____
And I put that on all my 6 'co fa sho n____z
I'm X4L chief of the mag booyay
f___ what them n____z doing tomorrow cause I doing my thang today
Thats how I'm living just game giving to make y'all recognize
I been doing this and I ain't never took of my camouflage

[Chorus] - 3X