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baby stone gorillas & zona man - soldier musik كلمات الأغنية

soldier musik lyrics
[verse 1]
she gon’ wanna f_ck ’cause i’m rich and i’m famous
tell him don’t trust me, i’m grimy, i’m dangerous
pull up to the set, i be hangin’ with bangers
i been in it all my life, ain’t no stranger to danger
what you n_ggas claimin’?
big love for the n_ggas that we lost, but still, we feel a pain
got a pendant wrapped in diamonds with my brother on a chain
my dog doin’ time for the gang, i’d do the same

[verse 2]
i would take a risk, but instead, i’d rather hit the booth
i would pop a perc’, but instead, i’d rather sip a deuce
b_tch, you been out, you wasn’t there, n_gga, where was you?
day_ones in my circle, some gone, i only got a few
you ain’t smokin’ ‘za in your ‘wood, you can keep the boof
you ain’t pourin’ wock’ in your cup, you can keep thе juice

[verse 3]
man, locked in with my n_ggas since kids, i swеar we been true
get me a bottle and a perc’, i’m finna get loose
we certified steppers, you can’t step in if you ain’t got no tool
might run if you got your strap, i got my strap, and peezy got one too
yeah, let them n_ggas make the wrong step, we shoot, they make the news
let the b_tch thought i was finna stay with her, i guess it’s april fools
[verse 4]
wipe that n_gga nose, the bullets hit him, i think i seen him drool
had to drop a perky in a uh, i’m in a type of mood
slidin’ up in traffic, bickin’ back, but i ain’t never bool
ratchet_ass come in through with a back and she h_lla rude
said i had to catch it when she threw it back, i think she felt the tool
she like, “ain’t you from the jays?” i’m like, “yes, sir”
said take me to the block and it’s on the next turn
dead opps all in this ‘wood, i’m like, “let it burn”
need a mansion in the hills, mama told me it’s my turn
mix the uh with the uh, got me sippin’ when i swerve
catch an opp, he better duck, he gettin’ served
i done helped a whoopty_wham seen crashed in the turf
i remember all them days smokin’ eighthies on the murph
man told me don’t be broke, go get the profit off the work
you wanna bang bsg, you gotta pop a n_gga first
like b_tch, this pmb the gang, and b_tch, we got it out the dirt

[verse 5]
it get slimy in the turf, keep a strap right where you bick it at
just left neimans, blew a bag, but i’ma get it back
caught that n_gga slippin’, tagged him up, but he ain’t get a pass
fire twenty_two out the strap, hit his neck and his back
tinted up the benz, next month i’m paintin’ it black
i need a couple m’s on the table when i work in the trap
you ain’t never seen this bustdown, but i’m bringin’ it back
d_ckie suit with the flame belt with the chunkiest strap
tell a n_gga step up in my five, then i’m talkin’ him down
.308’ll blow a n_gga heart right out of his chest
we got rugers, 9s, glocks, tecs, and we come with the best
(i’ma hit his head and hit his neck, i ain’t aim for the vest)

- baby stone gorillas zona man

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