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Akon - Soul Survivor (Remix) Lyrics

(feat. 2Pac and Young Jeezy)

Song details
TitleSoul Survivor (Remix)
ArtistAkon (feat. 2Pac and Young Jeezy)
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Rank7,545 (+1,447) history
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Song lyrics
Intro: 
Convict 
Akon and Young Jeezy, 
Tryin to take it easy, 
Only way to go, 
And so… 

(Let’s get it!) 

(Tupac) 
I want money in large amounts, 
My garage full of cars that bounce, 
Movin my tapes that made you wait cuz every dollar counts, 
Bustas is jealous and half these niggas is pumped, 
And runnin' off at the mouth till I fill it up with my pump, 
They jump my automatic keep em wearing white frontin like you really badass, 
Nigga you scary I been knowin you for years we was high school peers,
In junior high I was itchin to kill and you was ready to die while you pulled shit 
Niggaz was dyin to catch cases bustin my automatics at muthafuckas in four places, 
Leavin no trace and see my face in they blurry bitch dying to hurry still I ride, 
I’m never worried this the Makaveli tell me to ride, 
Numba pride pick my enemies out with pride, 
And mothafuckas be for cover seekin high off weed, 
Collect cheese make my enemies bleed in this life I lead. 

(Akon) 
If you lookin' for me I'll be on the block 
With my thang cocked possibly sittin' on a drop (Now) 
'Cuz I'm a rida (Yeah) 
I'm just a Soul Survivor (Yeah) 
'Cuz er'body know the game don't stop 
Tryin' to make it to the top for your ass get popped (Now) 
If you a rida (Yeah) 
Or just a Soul Survivor (Yeah) 

(Young Jeezy) 
Another day, another dolla (dolla)-same block, same nigga, same part, same green 
I guess we got the same dreams (Ayy) 
Or is it the same nightmares (nightmares) 
We let the Thugs do it for us--we don't cry tears (That's right) 
Real niggaz don't budge 
When Mail Man got his time he shot birds at the judge (Yeeaahh) 
I'm knee deep in the game 
So when it's time to read up, I'm knee deep in the cane (Damn) 
Real talk, Look, I'm tellin' you mayne (tellin' you mayne) 
If you get jammed up don't mention my name 
Forgive me Lord--I know I aint livin' right 
Gotta feed the block, niggas starvin', they got appitites (Ayy) 
And this is er'day, it never gets old (Old) 
When I was a juvenile I stuck to the G-Code (Yeah) 
This aint a rap song, nigga this is my life (this is my life) 
And if the hood was a battlefield then I'd earn stripes (Yeah) 

[Chorus (Akon)] 
If you lookin' for me I'll be on the block 
With my thang cocked possibly sittin' on a drop (Now) 
'Cuz I'm a rida (Yeah) 
I'm just a Soul Survivor (Yeah) 
'Cuz er'body know the game don't stop 
Tryin' to make it to the top for your ass get popped (Now) 
If you a rida (Yeah) 
Or just a Soul Survivor 

(Young Jeezy) 
Gotta watch er' move 'cuz them eyes be on you (eyes be on you) 
Gotta dry real cool when them pies be on you (pies be on you) 
Just because we stack paper and we ball outrageous (ball outrageous) 
Them alphabet boys gotta us under survalence (Ayy) 
(Lock Downs) They lock us in cages 
The same nigga that's a star when you put 'em on stages 
I aint cheat--played the hand I was dealt 
Tried to tax the grand pearl when I got it myself 
(Let's Get It) No nuts, no glory (no glory) 
My biography, you damn right, the true story (Yeah) 
Set the city on fire, and I didn't even try (try) 
Run these streets all day, I can sleep when I die (Ayy) 

[Bridge (Akon):] 
'Cuz if you lookin' for me you can find me 
On the block disobeyin' the law 
Real G--thoroughbred from the streets 
Pants saggin' with my gun in my draws 
Just to keep on movin' out 
Just to keep on movin' out 
Just to keep on movin' out 
Just to keep on movin' out 

[Chorus (Akon) 2x:] 
If you lookin' for me I'll be on the block 
With my thang cocked possibly sittin' on a drop (Now) 
'Cuz I'm a rida (Yeah) 
I'm just a Soul Survivor (Yeah) 
'Cuz er'body know the game don't stop 
Tryin' to make it to the top for your ass get popped (Now) 
If you a rida (Yeah) 
Or just a Soul Survivor 

(Tupac) 
This muthafuckin life I lead nigga (death row) 
You know what time it is 
West side, death row
lyrics submitted by Mahrahia on 28-12-2005
lyrics corrected by mahrahia on 07-02-2007




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17-04-2006 02:294wornd is offline 4wornd 

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The 2Pac lyrics found here are WRONG. And in ways that totally DISTORT what the general said in the first place. Whoever posted this has posted as:

want money in large amounts,
My garage full of cars that bounce,
Movin my tapes that made you wait cuz every dollar counts,
Bustas is jealous and half these niggas is pumped,
And runnin' off at the mouth till I fill it up with my pump,
They jump my automatic keep em wearing white frontin like you really badass,
Nigga you scary I been knowin you for years we was high school peers,
In junior high I was itchin to kill and you was ready to die while you pulled shit
Niggaz was dyin to catch cases bustin my automatics at muthafuckas in four places,
Leavin no trace and see my face in they blurry bitch dying to hurry still I ride,
I’m never worried this the Makaveli tell me to ride,
Numba pride pick my enemies out with pride,
And mothafuckas be for cover seekin high off weed,
Collect cheese make my enemies bleed in this life I lead.

When the SONG "This Life I Lead" (where it is from before SS-Rmx) actually goes Like So:

I want money in large amounts;
My garage full of cars that bounce.
Movin my tapes IN MAJOR WAYS cause every dollar counts.
Bustas is jealous and half these niggas is PUNKS,
They runnin' off at the mouth till I fill it up with my pump,
They jump! My automatic keep em WARY, WHILE YOU frontin like you're BILLY-badass,
Nigga you scary. I been knowin you for years! we was high school peers,
In junior high I was itchin to kill and you was ready to die while you WAS BULL shitTING
Niggaz was dyin AND CATCHING cases, bustin my automatics at muthafuckas in FORIEGN places,
Leavin no trace: THEY SEE MY FACE AND THEY BURRIED,
THEM BITCHES DIE IN A HURRY. Still I ride,
I’m never worried. MISTER Makaveli tell me to ride, and I'm-a-ride.
pick my enemies out THE CROWD, and motherfuckers die. It's not the way I want to live, my nigga. It's how it is. Homie got into a fight and last night they killed his kids.

In this life I lead. fiend for currency, get high off weed, collect G's, Make my enemies bleed.
When you see me, Nigga, Holla my set and watch them RIDE. Outlaw MOTHERFUCKER TILL WE DIE!


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