Luyện nghe bài hát Soul Stealer

It's ???
Mook got the kids

Before the night, it's gon' go down, I end up shootin' in bitch (Ooh, nah)

Two together at your round, I let it loose in this bitch
plenty guns', come from slums
Like, fuck how it gets (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's straight redrum, I out dumb
'Cause I'm gon' shoot once you (Yeah, yeah, yeah, gang)
And that's a death row stick, it got bodies on it
Came from a where you drawn for catchin' bodies on it
Bust as soon as I it, homie, face that too, my thot be on it
bro, Move right, the cops been on it
Can't copyright, change persona
Bitch be actin' stiff, got the bar up in it, we can meet up in it

Fuck nigga, work or do your job, remember, we ain't friends
Bitch nigga hatin' who I am, same kid inside the pen'
Same nigga throwin' up the Nawf, walkin' up and the street with the twins
Get in your shit, then I again
When that bag came, the rob was in
Bitch, I a survivor, lyin'
Full of shooters, nigga, this a shotta's
.357 with coppers in it
of the industry, they say, Killer ghost
Never tell his thoughts, never know
He be down with that calico
On Connect Street that, know your dough
Hunnid grand, I connect the
Ridin' 'round a spark, bitch
a nigga tell me, so the line is, No

Disrespect my mind, you
Show that how it go
Leave these bitch bitches, hit the
Spin again at the store
Try and run and sprint, at that ho
Demon baby, demon
Say they fuck with you but really
A-I 'cause I seen it before
Real gang baby through the snow
a Hot Boy, I been in here
Come on Top, boy, it's killin'
Catchin' a water for any reason (Grrt, bah)

Oh, oh-oh (Tryna talk my talk, shit)
Chasin' money, thuggin' from the cop cars (Yeah, I come in here)
up on the block, still, they made him show the Rasta'

Nigga, do you the drift? (Bah, bah-bah)
Oh (Boom, bah, gang), (Lil' Top)
straight up outta Hell with them cold killers (I did, I did)
Ayy, straight up out the with them same niggas
Ayy, soul stealers, big chain, he gon' get

From the parkin' lot, hit that from the bleachers
Runnin' with creatures, we steppin' on
claimin', we gon' murder to teach ya
Do the whole thing when you with that Nina
Got a bad nose, then you might a seizure
Pull up, blow bitch up for no reason
Shoot that shit up, then we

Fuck wrong with niggas, man?
I want these niggas to understand, 'til I'm with these demons (Bah, bah)
I said,