Got niggas that died and niggas that's gone
Niggas that's slime put one in yo dome
My nigga doing time gotta talk on the phone
Watch what you say gotta talk in code
Money gone fold when the dope get sold
Big .45 to protect my soul
When a nigga get robbed everything must go
Make a bitch get the job just to play her role
Get that job
Play yo role
Give her good dick she gone do what she told
I'm in this bitch from the night til the morning
Basically nigga this trap don't close
JuggRixh I run up the money
I swear I done had some good days on the road
Hell nah nigga we ain't punting
I'm the type of nigga go for it on 4th and goal
Go against me you on 4th and Long
Damn my niggas they down that road
Everyday I ride got the big .45 and the big Allah to protect my soul
I was sprinting to sprint when the shit made sense
Att before 8:15
That's on yo body get me out my body
I ain't with nobody but a 223
Caught you down bad tryna f*ck with a freak
Little did you know that she came with me
Scope out the house for about 2 weeks
Came through the door with the Glocks no key
Ain't have no mask gotta stay low key
Can't explain how it feel when that Glock on me
Been in and out jail since they took lil Gee
When shit go bad niggas nowhere to be
Got niggas that died and niggas that's gone
Niggas that's slime put one in yo dome
My nigga doing time gotta talk on the phone
Watch what you say gotta talk in code
Money gone fold when the dope get sold
Big .45 to protect my soul
When a nigga get robbed everything must go
Make a bitch get the job just to play her role
On the block when it's hot
And I'm still selling rocks
Put ya wrist in the pot
You might lose but it's drop
I'm not cleaning the floor when I'm swinging the mop
I'm not aiming at toes when I'm swinging the Glock
I ain't trusting these hoes I ain't cuffing no thot
Kept my hand on the Glock cause I knew they was plotting
Minute hand on the clock
We kept spinning his block
Hick-a-dickary dock we let off 60 shots
We don't f*ck with you nigga we know that you snitching
I'm better off hitting a lick with these bitches
He from out of town he get taxed on the ticket
I started selling corn making bread like jiffy
I use to rob niggas bare-face I'm different
If I see a opp bust the Glock till it's empty
Have smoke coming out of his head like a chimney
Niggas wish they could kill me I call em timmy
Big .45 rip em up like a fronto
Jr put the 9 on his back like rondo
Everytime I pull up with lil bam niggas run off
Ima Soulja boy with the draco at ya front door
Niggas beefing with the hot guns better lay low
Paulie in the kitchen whipping dope like queso
Guwop in the back stacking bows like legos
I'm the grim reaper leave a nigga with a halo
Got niggas that died and niggas that's gone
Niggas that's slime put one in yo dome
My nigga doing time gotta talk on the phone
Watch what you say gotta talk in code
Money gone fold when the dope get sold
Big .45 to protect my soul
When a nigga get robbed everything must go
Make a bitch get the job just to play her role
Muse Savage & Hotboy Da Chief - Soul Lyrics
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Got niggas that died and niggas that's gone
Niggas that's slime put one in yo dome
My nigga doing time gotta talk on the phone
Watch what you say gotta talk in code
Money gone fold when the dope get sold
Big .45 to protect my soul
When a nigga get robbed everything must go
Make a bitch get the job just to play her role
Get that job
Play yo role
Give her good dick she gone do what she told
I'm in this bitch from the night til the morning
Basically nigga this trap don't close
JuggRixh I run up the money
I swear I done had some good days on the road
Hell nah nigga we ain't punting
I'm the type of nigga go for it on 4th and goal
Go against me you on 4th and Long
Damn my niggas they down that road
Everyday I ride got the big .45 and the big Allah to protect my soul
I was sprinting to sprint when the shit made sense
Att before 8:15
That's on yo body get me out my body
I ain't with nobody but a 223
Caught you down bad tryna f*ck with a freak
Little did you know that she came with me
Scope out the house for about 2 weeks
Came through the door with the Glocks no key
Ain't have no mask gotta stay low key
Can't explain how it feel when that Glock on me
Been in and out jail since they took lil Gee
When shit go bad niggas nowhere to be
Got niggas that died and niggas that's gone
Niggas that's slime put one in yo dome
My nigga doing time gotta talk on the phone
Watch what you say gotta talk in code
Money gone fold when the dope get sold
Big .45 to protect my soul
When a nigga get robbed everything must go
Make a bitch get the job just to play her role
On the block when it's hot
And I'm still selling rocks
Put ya wrist in the pot
You might lose but it's drop
I'm not cleaning the floor when I'm swinging the mop
I'm not aiming at toes when I'm swinging the Glock
I ain't trusting these hoes I ain't cuffing no thot
Kept my hand on the Glock cause I knew they was plotting
Minute hand on the clock
We kept spinning his block
Hick-a-dickary dock we let off 60 shots
We don't f*ck with you nigga we know that you snitching
I'm better off hitting a lick with these bitches
He from out of town he get taxed on the ticket
I started selling corn making bread like jiffy
I use to rob niggas bare-face I'm different
If I see a opp bust the Glock till it's empty
Have smoke coming out of his head like a chimney
Niggas wish they could kill me I call em timmy
Big .45 rip em up like a fronto
Jr put the 9 on his back like rondo
Everytime I pull up with lil bam niggas run off
Ima Soulja boy with the draco at ya front door
Niggas beefing with the hot guns better lay low
Paulie in the kitchen whipping dope like queso
Guwop in the back stacking bows like legos
I'm the grim reaper leave a nigga with a halo
Got niggas that died and niggas that's gone
Niggas that's slime put one in yo dome
My nigga doing time gotta talk on the phone
Watch what you say gotta talk in code
Money gone fold when the dope get sold
Big .45 to protect my soul
When a nigga get robbed everything must go
Make a bitch get the job just to play her role
Niggas that's slime put one in yo dome
My nigga doing time gotta talk on the phone
Watch what you say gotta talk in code
Money gone fold when the dope get sold
Big .45 to protect my soul
When a nigga get robbed everything must go
Make a bitch get the job just to play her role
Get that job
Play yo role
Give her good dick she gone do what she told
I'm in this bitch from the night til the morning
Basically nigga this trap don't close
JuggRixh I run up the money
I swear I done had some good days on the road
Hell nah nigga we ain't punting
I'm the type of nigga go for it on 4th and goal
Go against me you on 4th and Long
Damn my niggas they down that road
Everyday I ride got the big .45 and the big Allah to protect my soul
I was sprinting to sprint when the shit made sense
Att before 8:15
That's on yo body get me out my body
I ain't with nobody but a 223
Caught you down bad tryna f*ck with a freak
Little did you know that she came with me
Scope out the house for about 2 weeks
Came through the door with the Glocks no key
Ain't have no mask gotta stay low key
Can't explain how it feel when that Glock on me
Been in and out jail since they took lil Gee
When shit go bad niggas nowhere to be
Got niggas that died and niggas that's gone
Niggas that's slime put one in yo dome
My nigga doing time gotta talk on the phone
Watch what you say gotta talk in code
Money gone fold when the dope get sold
Big .45 to protect my soul
When a nigga get robbed everything must go
Make a bitch get the job just to play her role
On the block when it's hot
And I'm still selling rocks
Put ya wrist in the pot
You might lose but it's drop
I'm not cleaning the floor when I'm swinging the mop
I'm not aiming at toes when I'm swinging the Glock
I ain't trusting these hoes I ain't cuffing no thot
Kept my hand on the Glock cause I knew they was plotting
Minute hand on the clock
We kept spinning his block
Hick-a-dickary dock we let off 60 shots
We don't f*ck with you nigga we know that you snitching
I'm better off hitting a lick with these bitches
He from out of town he get taxed on the ticket
I started selling corn making bread like jiffy
I use to rob niggas bare-face I'm different
If I see a opp bust the Glock till it's empty
Have smoke coming out of his head like a chimney
Niggas wish they could kill me I call em timmy
Big .45 rip em up like a fronto
Jr put the 9 on his back like rondo
Everytime I pull up with lil bam niggas run off
Ima Soulja boy with the draco at ya front door
Niggas beefing with the hot guns better lay low
Paulie in the kitchen whipping dope like queso
Guwop in the back stacking bows like legos
I'm the grim reaper leave a nigga with a halo
Got niggas that died and niggas that's gone
Niggas that's slime put one in yo dome
My nigga doing time gotta talk on the phone
Watch what you say gotta talk in code
Money gone fold when the dope get sold
Big .45 to protect my soul
When a nigga get robbed everything must go
Make a bitch get the job just to play her role
Writer: Muse Savage Hotboy Da Chief
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: Muse Savage & Hotboy Da Chief
Language: English
Length: 3:48
Written by: Muse Savage Hotboy Da Chief