Luyện nghe bài hát Soul Stealer

It's ???
Mook got the jumpin'

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

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

Fuck nigga, you'll work or do job, remember, we ain't friends
Bitch nigga hatin' who I am, kid from inside the pen'
Same nigga throwin' up the Nawf, 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 been a survivor,
Full of shooters, nigga, this a shotta's
.357 them coppers in it
of the industry, they say, Killer ghost
Never his thoughts, they'll never know
He be maxed down that calico
On Connect with that, know your dough
grand, I connect the four
Ridin' with a spark, bitch
When a nigga me, so the line is, No

my mind, you know
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 with you but really don't
A-I 'cause I seen it before
Real gang baby made 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)
Post up on the block, still, they him show the Rasta'

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

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

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