Lyrics Same Ole Shit (feat. G Status, Prophesy & June Bugg) - Soulja Style

I am the one that everybody wants to dump on
Cuz I post on your block, heavy up
Throw my set hell of high
Fuck all my enemy's
Know they hate me with a passion
Cuz, I'm blasting like an assassin
And I know that I never gave a mean fuck
That's why I roll around with my head to the sky
And a mean mug
Strap in the front pocket
C Hat, blue rag on my shoulder
Dogging on you what?
Loc when I bust
Time to pose that I don't trust
Lust with the trigger that I pull back
It's a must, eat dust
To the point of a world
Who despise realize
Never put up a fuss
Been shooting mother fuckers since the age 13
Rolling shotgun, with the long range beam
Just another victim that got caught up in the system
No, I need an exorcism
With an AR-15
Now let me slow down my roll
Cuz you know I ain't bone
Its G to the Status Killing foes
On the microphone
With the Gangster tone
Let hit you with the fucking west coast flow on hit
Cuz you know, I got to flip the fucking script
And Do some shit like my lyrics
Being important but you are hoping
When I clown, no hesitation
Get my cuete and reload it for your culo
Pull the trigger lose my whole
Seen the type before
Seen the bitch made buster
From the ghetto selling mota
In my park without a pass
It's the aftermath
I am going to blast that ass
Left you hit, Paralyzed
Do you blown up like the worm
Got my shoulder once around
Through the mic
Until the flame gets lit
Ain't no turning back
We offer one direction
What the fuck
Now every motherfucker wants to come up into my section
Leave it up to me
And see a G from my set
Will open up your mind like a wet cigarette
Then I toss the afterburners
With my vocals, there's no equivalent on the mic
So if you need us we be speedier than a jet
It's the same Ole thang

On a daily basis, it's the same ole shit
Murder homicide and we dodging them cases
Different victim but the same ole faces
Living on the edge in the land of the scant less
On a daily basis, it's the same ole shit
Murder homicide and we dodging them cases
Different victim but the same ole faces
Living on the edge in the land of the scantless
On a daily basis, it's the same ole shit
Murder homicide and we dodging them cases
Different victim but the same ole faces
Living on the edge in the land of the scantless
Living on the edge in the land of the scantless
Living on the edge in the land of the scantless
On the land of the scantless

Mother fuckers these days making front page
Everyday people dying from the gun rage
In the hood where I am from nothing change
Niggas steadily making jobs out of something strange
Don't put your mom on the corner because the money right
Shit like that will never happen like a sunny night
We get offended get all-vicious with a bloody knife
Niggas think they dress sharp but they butter knives
I can't recite
No remorse for the life I lead
A lot of niggas dress strong but die weak
Why sleep if the cat got your tongue
Let your mind speak
That remind me
Your people doing bad in they own hood
You can start life on the wrong foot
You can make a change like a bad nigga gone good
If it's coming holding a seed them maybe you should take a long look
A grown crook getting stuck doing fed time
That's the same as getting caught by the left lie
A lot of killers drinking blood thinking that it's red wine
All these non-stop killings when its bedtime
Even trying to make something out of mankind
But I'm trying to blow up like a landmine
Stand by your homie strong when his plan die
Don't do nothing hell of dumb
Hold your head high
Doing something different
Don't you dare try
Cuz it's the Same Thing Nigga

On a daily basis, it's the same ole shit
Murder homicide and we dodging them cases
Different victim but the same ole faces
Living on the edge in the land of the scantless
On a daily basis, it's the same ole shit
Murder homicide and we dodging them cases
Different victim but the same ole faces
Living on the edge in the land of the scantless
On a daily basis, it's the same ole shit
Murder homicide and we dodging them cases
Different victim but the same ole faces
Living on the edge in the land of the scantless
Living on the edge in the land of the scantless
Living on the edge in the land of the scantless
On a daily basis

187 Um Genocide
Pull a nigga from the other side
To ride with the style spinning like the globe
Everybody wants to know
Who I got beef with
Who I am going to sleep with
Bitch that's none of your business
Mother fuckers all up in my zone
Fool what cha want to do
I am up on one
So you want to go get blow
Blow out your nostrils with a stick of dynamite
Don't let me ignite on all of your click
Try to runaway but I am way to quick
Running as I am gunning dropping gangster shit
Not to sleep on or to dream on more like thug to your gone
Or to your dead
Mutha fucker I am ruthless
You underestimated me
You rolled solo instead of 20 deep
Now you're on the ground getting kicked and stomped
Getting treated like a mother fucking punk
Should of never tried to come against
The master of disaster over dead presidents
Got jacked for his money and his shit
And it really doesn't make no sense
And it really doesn't make no sense

On a daily basis, it's the same ole shit
Murder homicide and we dodging them cases
Different victim but the same ole faces
Living on the edge in the land of the scantless
On a daily basis, it's the same ole shit
Murder homicide and we dodging them cases
Different victim but the same ole faces
Living on the edge in the land of the scantless
Land of the scantless