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Soulja Boy – That Nigga Not Me (Hopsin Diss)

Singers: Soulja Boy
song cover

Lyrics Soulja Boy – That Nigga Not Me (Hopsin Diss)

Text:

I’m the mother fucking founder
I’m the mother fucking
I’m the mother fucking CDO
turn up!

I’m so fresh nigga
you wanna have swag
and checkin in
get money like..

Huh huh huh nigga

Man fuck that other nigga, ’cause that nigga on me
I’ll be so swagged up flying to this fucking streets
I got test on my own so you’re knowin what it be
well I get your real friend and get fuck with ?
I’ll be rhyme in my hood with the swag it go deep
the niggas hatin on me but I don’t give a damn
put me soldier boy tell em I’ll be pulling all from yell
got me soldier boy tell em I’ll be whippin it from bell
first of all my nigga boys havin
I rip go so deep and we can get it crack
I go niggas talk shit, man all them niggas fake
I bet my name soldier boy but bitch have a little drink

Hook:
Fuck that other nigga ’cause that nigga ain’t me x3
fuck that other nigga I’ll be off the streets
Fuck that other nigga ’cause that nigga ain’t me x3
fuck that other nigga I’ll post it in the streets

Man I’m bad, man I’m riving is that a problem I’ve been resolving
nigga so shit got me Kay and out it to this knockin
I’ll be dray, I’ll be paid, I’ll be pulling all on blaze
I’ll be fuckin all these hoes

yeah it’s the pre-boy game
I’ll be flaxin with my chain
Charlie go with my arm and my God I’ma start
am I go that swan, I’ma sell so long
’cause I wake up with my swag and I’m so much money
when is coming by the bag
stacks on stacks on stacks is hair
bitch you know what’s up
with my niggas with me and we don’t give a fuck
and I give my drinks other drinks and fuck the drink, hold the drink
it must cause a drink my chain and I’m like a rainbow so

Hook:
Fuck that other nigga ’cause that nigga ain’t me x3
fuck that other nigga I’ll be off the streets
Fuck that other nigga ’cause that nigga ain’t me x3
fuck that other nigga I’ll post it in the streets

Omg, bitch no sell
I’ll be riding with my ?
fucking game in this bitch
dray you know we’re pulling triggers
I’ll be tearing on my chest
I’ll be tearing on my back
so we got a fuckin Porsche
damn rack, damn rack
Oh my God