Luyện nghe bài hát Soul Stealer

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got the kids jumpin'

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

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

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

Disrespect my mind, you
that daddy how it go
Leave these bitches, hit the block
Spin again when at the
Try and run and sprint, shoot at ho
baby, demon flow
Say they fuck with you but really
A-I gang 'cause I seen it
Real gang made through the snow
Like a Hot Boy, I been in
Come on Top, boy, killin' season
a water shark for any reason (Grrt, bah)

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

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

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

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