Luyện nghe bài hát Soul Stealer

It's ???
got the kids jumpin'

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

Two clips together at your round, I let it loose in bitch
Keep plenty guns', come from
Like, fuck how it gets (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
straight redrum, I scream out dumb
'Cause I'm gon' once you pick (Yeah, yeah, yeah, gang)
And that's a death row stick, it got bodies on it
Came from a society where you drawn for catchin' on it
Bust as soon as I it, homie, face that too, my thot be on it
Tell bro, Move right, the cops 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 hatin' who I am, same kid from inside the
Same throwin' up the Nawf, walkin' up and down the street with the twins
Get in your shit, then I again
When bag came, then the rob was in
Bitch, I been a survivor,
of shooters, nigga, this a shotta's pen'
.357 with them in it
Reaper of the industry, say, Killer ghost
tell his thoughts, they'll never know
He be maxed with that calico
On Connect Street with that, know dough
Hunnid grand, I the four
Ridin' 'round a spark, bitch
When a tell me, so the line is, No

my mind, you know
Show daddy how it go
Leave bitch bitches, hit the block
Spin when at the store
Try and run and sprint, at that ho
baby, demon flow
Say they with you but really don't
A-I gang 'cause I seen it
Real gang baby through the snow
a Hot Boy, I been in here
Come on Top, boy, it's killin'
a water shark for any reason (Grrt, bah)

Oh, (Tryna talk my talk, that shit)
Chasin' money, steady from the cop cars (Yeah, I come in here)
up on the block, still, they made him show 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, stealers, big chain, he gon' get attention

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

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