Luyện nghe bài hát Paper Soldiers

Yeah, mob
GG for suckers
30 30, 30 30,

they ain't shit, yeah, bitches on my dick, yeah
Niggas broke as shit, yeah, I hit a lick, yeah
my criminal history, nigga I ain't never snitched, nope
Ridin' with stick, yeah, pussy don't get hit, yeah
Look at me I'm rich bitch, you might think make it fire
My niggas really hit shit, GG is the mob
Bitch don't test me, I might throw your ass a lob
You know call me Jefe, I can give your ass a job
That nigga was my then he turned into an opp
We ran into his homies, shot they ass up with the
Styrofoam on me, bitch you know I'm wop
That trap for the junkies and my homies who got locked
30 30 on me, baby I never lie
30, my brodie, know he always got my back
Niggas tryna be Glizzy, they ain't got no straps
In competition me, you ain't even got them racks

swingin' them choppers like a nigga from the 'Nolia
Back I was young my mama told me I'm a soldier
Get that, get that, get that, get that, get that soldier
me get that, get that, get that, get that, get that paper soldier
Bitch love me and now that I done got a lil bit older
My niggas that's really with it, you better it, I thought I told ya
Better get that, get that, get that, get that, get that paper
Get that, get that, get that, get that, get that paper

I chasing money, bitch I got a hundred stacks
Everybody gotta go, I can't get my 30
Hundred grams takin' one, watch how quick I bounce
If you ever cross the mob, ain't no fuckin' back
I'm a gangster, I'm a soldier, I got on Minnesota
I'm really thugging, I can you
feelings, my heart frozen
Every time we go and you
act stupid, you know the motive
I just pray and it on me
When I it's even on me
You I'm pistol packin', shawty get it clappin' like the 'Nolia
Ain't no lackin', bitch I'm strapped up, day I'm loaded
He took one of my kind so bitch I owe it
The streets or in the jail nigga, I a soldier

Been swingin' them choppers a nigga from the 'Nolia
Back I was young my mama told me I'm a soldier
Get that, get that, get that, get that, get that paper
me get that, get that, get that, get that, get that paper soldier
Bitch wanna love me and now that I got a lil bit older
My niggas that's really with it, you better quit it, I I told ya
get that, get that, get that, get that, get that paper soldier
Get that, get that, get that, get that, get that paper

Bitch I'm in LA, sippin' with Philly
Smoking big blunts of gelato, boy this high don't go
Man they took my dog away, they took my heart away
Homicide on my line, I'ma learn the way
Bitch I'm sliding every day, ain't slide, no way
Dropping thirty for 30, got 'bout more to spray
Mama say she stressin' crazy me, all she do is pray
Ask the lord to forgive me, hope he wash these sins
'Cause I been swinging that chopper a nigga from the 'Nolia
I been about action, I know them niggas done told you
See I ain't here to hold you, this really never over
It's Glizzy Gang bitch, we bring it to you we owe you, pussy

Been them choppers like a nigga from the 'Nolia
Back I was young my mama told me I'm a soldier
Get that, get that, get that, get that, get that paper
Told me get that, get that, get that, get that, get that soldier
Bitch wanna love me and now that I done got a lil bit
My niggas that's really it, you better quit it, I thought I told ya
Better get that, get that, get that, get that, get that paper
Get that, get that, get that, get that, get that paper