Luyện nghe bài hát Soul Stealer

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Mook got the 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 in this bitch
plenty guns', come from slums
Like, how ruthless 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 a society where you drawn for catchin' bodies on it
Bust as soon as I spot it, homie, that too, my thot be on it
bro, Move right, the cops been on it
Can't copyright, change persona
Bitch nigga be actin' stiff, got the bar up in it, we can up in it

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

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

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

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

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

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