Triple Chain Gang - Soulja Boy Tell 'Em

(D. Morgan/S. Allen Davis/B. Lee Springfield) Chain gang, chain gang Oh, turn me loose Why don't you set me free Of heartache and blues Well, he's gone, he's gone I can't stand the pain Set me free Turn me loose Chain gang, chain gang Well, I'm g-u-i-l-t-y Guilty of a heart that breaks Darlin', I loved you, but you said goodbye You left me shackled to an old heartache Chain gang, chain gang Oh, turn me loose Why don't you set me free Of heartache and blues Well, he's gone, he's gone I can't stand the pain Set me free Turn me loose Chain gang, chain gang All day in, all day out Darlin', I'm just doin' time I'm sentenced to life without you Baby, it's a doggone crime Well, he's gone, he's gone I can't stand the pain Set me free Turn me loose Chain gang, chain gang Set me free Turn me loose Chain gang, chain gang

That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang All day long they work so hard till the sun is goin' down Working on the highways and byways and wearin', wearin' a frown Hear them moanin' their lives away Then you hear somebody say That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang He don't love you, like I love you If he did he wouldn't break your heart He don't love you, like I love you He's trying to tear us apart Gonna find her, I'm gonna find her, I'm gonna find her Oh, if I have to climb a mountain, you know I will And if I have to swim a river, you know I will And I might find her hidin' up on Blueberry Hill How am I gonna find her, child, you know I will 'Cause I'm goin' searchin' I'm goin' searchin' Searchin' everywhere Just like some Northwest Mountie That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang All day long they work so hard till the sun is goin' down Working on the highways and byways and wearin', wearin' a frown Hear them moanin' their lives away Then you hear somebody say That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang

Simple feelings Show us that there is meaning Pure hearts shining like gold Our ears ringing with words that we've been singing Don't cry This time we're alive Quiet Dreaming Grab all your things, we're leaving We won't ever belong Let's never go home now We are with this Together in the stillness We won't ever belong Let's never go home now Twilight's fading Hurry, the moon is waiting Forever wallflowers You and I Across the night Visions that we will hold tight Float on Breathe in, my love Let it be, let it be We are never broken When our eyes are open Quiet Dreaming Grab all your things, we're leaving We won't ever belong Let's never go home now We are with this Together in the stillness We won't ever belong Let's never go home now You don't have to stand alone tonight You don't have to stand alone tonight Quiet Dreaming Grab all your things, we're leaving We won't ever belong Let's never go home now We are with this Together in the stillness We won't ever belong Let's never go home now We won't ever belong

He was black and handsome and mighty, mighty brave Comin' from the backwoods, the grandson of a slave He was caught for something they knew he'd never done And he was diggin' ditches out in the burnin' sun Working on the chain gang, no more Working on the chain gang, no more Working on the chain gang, no more Working on the chain gang, no more No more, no more, no more Man he was a giant and iron he could bend And he swore he'd fight them down to the bitter end Though he was no talker his burnin' eyes would say You may keep on tryin' can't hold me no way Working on the chain gang, no more Working on the chain gang, no more Working on the chain gang, no more Working on the chain gang, no more No more, no more, no more And one night he lay in waiting Hit the guard and took the key And before the others caught him He jumped out and he was free He jumped out and he was free He made for the swamp lands it seemed a hopeless duel They had dogs and shotguns and they were mighty cruel But they couldn't find him, he was too smart and strong Hiding' in the daytime, wandering all night long Working on the chain gang, no more Working on the chain gang, no more Working on the chain gang, no more

Crank That (Soulja Boy) Soulja Boy up in This Hoe Watch Me Crank It Watch Me Roll Watch Me Crank Dat Soulja Boy Then Super Man Dat Hoe Now Watch Me Do (Crank Dat Soulja Boy) Now Watch Me Do (Crank Dat Soulja Boy) Now Watch Me Do (Crank Dat Soulja Boy) Now Watch Me Do (Crank Dat Soulja Boy) Soulja Boy up In This Hoe Watch Me Lean And Watch Me Rock Super Man Dat Hoe Then Watch Me Crank Dat Robocop Super Fresh, Now Watch Me Jock Jocking On Them Haterz Man When I Do Dat Soulja Boy I Lean To The Left And Crank Dat Dance (Now You) I'm Jocking On Yo Bitch Ass And If We Get The Fightin Then I'm Cocking On Your Bitch You Catch Me At Yo Local Party Yes I Crank It Everyday Haterz Get Mad Cuz "I Got Me Some bathin apes" I'm Bouncin On My Toe Watch Me Super Soak Dat Hoe I'ma Pass It To Arab Then He Gonna Crank it up fo show(fo show) Haterz Wanna Be Me Soulja Boy, I'm The Man They Be Lookin At My Neck Sayin Its The Rubberband Man (Man) Watch Me Do It (Watch Me Do It) Dance (Dance) Let Get To It (Let Get To It) Nope, You Can't Do It Like Me Hoe, So Don't Do It Like Me Fo', I See You Tryna Do It Like Me Man That Shit Was Ugly

Soulja Boy Tell 'Em Runnin' with it Gotta get a black mask Can't see me, Soulja Boy Tell 'Em I'm on the beat I'm undefeated, tid Did yo' CD release, yet, nope, don't think so Still reppin' West Side 'till I go Cicero roll all way back to that fo' When you use to post up at the green sto' With my niggas up on that block, waitin' for that Marta, ain't have a car yet Lookim' for that charger, 'bout to jump a rail Me and my niggas, we crunk as hell Shot-out to my niggas Antonio I'ma holla at you folk Got them goons, holdin' that scope On patrol, H2 Hummer, with the 8's sitten tqll Me and my niggas, we gotta ball Made it rain in the mall In the mall in New York, get it, man Get it, man, money 'bout the business man Leavin' no with it man, 50 in a many man Get it, man, get it, man Now I gotta get it, man Soulja Boy started, Soulja Boy finished it Kinfolk playin' on Nintendo, blowin' on the Indoe, Indoe Purp out the window, kush in the findo Make a nigga get low Soulja Boy Tell 'Em, yeah, get low, folk S.O.D 'till the day I go Reppin', 6-6-Duece-G-D-74 And you already know, I'm the boss for this show I was born, back in 19-9-0 Killin' this shit, make it look so easy My wrist look freezy, my jewels look cheesy Told yo' bitch to beat it, beat it Get back, nigga better get that Rip that, tell yo' bitch, "let me hit that" Gotta who guap on the 10 trap, flip that, turn that gram into a whole half, once again SOD is shinin' out, holdin' down my side of the town And everybody ridin' 'round Screamin', " Soulja Boy is puttin' it down" And I ain't talkin' with the mifo, talkin' 'bout that flight, yo' ice-chain look like a light show Makin' big money loo Ike Michael, clock gone psycho, and ya' raps recycle, bitch Swag make the girls go — pow Swag make the girls go — pow, pow, pow Ice make the girls go — pow Ice make the girls go — pow, pow pow That's make the girls go — pow That's make the girls go — pow, pow, pow Money make the world go — pow Money make the world go — pow, pow, pow You know, man? It's SouIja Boy Tell 'Em, bruh You know what I'm sayin'? Everyday man I thank God gor my life, man It's crazy out here, man, you feel me? Six niggas than rain I'm my crib AK's and pistols and shit For what? All over a motherfuckin' chain Niggas tryin' to kill me Kidnap my nigga But it's all good though I thought I'll never have to shoot a muthafucka Good thang, I was strapped tho' You know what they say? Shit, better them than me Nigga, all of us would of been dead that night But you know what is it man S.O.D. money gang Y'all got me fucked up Pow, pow, pow, pow, pow