Luyện nghe bài hát Soul Stealer

It's ???
got the kids jumpin'

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

Two clips together at round, I let it loose in this bitch
plenty guns', come from slums
Like, how ruthless it gets (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's straight redrum, I scream out
I'm gon' shoot once you pick (Yeah, yeah, yeah, gang)
And that's a death row stick, it got bodies on it
Came a society where you drawn for catchin' bodies on it
Bust as soon as I spot it, homie, face that too, my 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 your job, remember, we 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, I dive again
When bag came, then the rob was in
Bitch, I a survivor, lyin'
of shooters, nigga, this a shotta's pen'
.357 with coppers in it
Reaper of the industry, say, Killer ghost
tell his thoughts, they'll never know
He be maxed down with calico
On Street with that, know your dough
Hunnid grand, I connect the
Ridin' 'round a spark, bitch
When a nigga tell me, so the is, No

Disrespect my mind, you
Show that how it go
these bitch bitches, hit the block
Spin again at the store
Try and run and sprint, shoot at ho
Demon baby, flow
Say they fuck with you but don't
A-I gang 'cause I it before
Real gang baby made through the
Like a Hot Boy, I been in
Come on Top, boy, killin' season
a water shark for any reason (Grrt, bah)

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

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

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