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[ti:I Want His Soul]
[ar:NBA YoungBoy]
[al:Richest Opp]
[lang:English]
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[00:00.0)](BJ on one)
[00:04.86]Huh, they been talkin' bad, 'bout-'bout me (G06 goin' crazy)
[00:08.38]They been talkin' bad, yeah
[00:11.26]They been talkin' bad, 'bout-'bout me (huh)
[00:14.22]They know I'ma flash, don't play wit' me (huh)
[00:17.24]Huh, who that is knockin' on it?
[00:19.54]Who that is? (D-Roc)
[00:22.34]Ha, look
[00:22.97]30 stick, pocket can't fit, '36 servin' that shit
[00:26.18]Plannin' on murderin' a bitch
[00:27.43]Don't fuck with that, don't fuck with that
[00:29.40]Rerock tucked inside his sock, he smokin', ain't sellin' that shit
[00:31.99]Pop 'em, and we make 'em smell that bitch, the law gon' smell that bitch
[00:34.75]Aroma strong, hit, take off his dome, I'm on that skully shit
[00:37.54]That's my cousin, I hope you don't fuck with this, I'm gon' kill all your kids, lost soul
[00:42.47]I say, "Grandma, tell my God that I'm coming home"
[00:45.53]They want me gone, but I ain't scared
[00:47.10]You lose your head 'bout what you said
[00:48.47]I bang that green, my symbol red
[00:50.60]Now, free my slimes from out the feds
[00:51.47]Now, pussy nigga, what you said?
[00:53.24]You know I be on that, you talk that shit, can't take it back
[00:55.42]You ain't shit to me, just another hat
[00:56.80]Call his mama, I'll help that bitch bury his ass
[00:58.69]These niggas hate Big 5, huh?
[01:00.26]Because they brother or cousin died
[01:01.70]Because they bitch want to fuck the slime
[01:03.25]They know the realest one is, I
[01:04.83]Lil Phat gone, inside the sky
[01:06.72]Hold it down and I don't know 'em
[01:07.63]I pick my phone up, call up Shyne, "I need Young Thug back on my charm"
[01:10.49]I pick my phone up, call them slimes
[01:11.93]These pussy niggas, I can't ignore 'em
[01:13.57]I know this one, he got some sense
[01:15.0)]And, just one want meet my arm that I bare with
[01:17.62]Wipe his nose, show that pussy nigga that I slatt shit
[01:20.36]Brrt, baow, baow, no comin' back, bitch
[01:22.10]Should've been my friend, but you want to be a demon, huh?
[01:24.90]I ain't that type of nigga that'll fill your bitch up with my semen, nah
[01:27.78]I'ma spit in that bitch face and make her tell you that, that nigga foul
[01:30.83]It's fuck you out that gate, and if you play, bitch, I'ma lay you down
[01:33.59]Lay law down in that murder town, chopper bullets sprayin' 'round
[01:37.40]Tell that pussy, pick you up, by night, he still be layin' down
[01:39.47]I'm with that, I don't fuck around
[01:40.99]Can't wait 'til I catch that clown
[01:42.93]Pussy tryna steal my whole swag, I get 'em dragged
[01:45.30]Run down on his ass, he get no pass, he gon' get smashed
[01:48.28]Ha, young nigga not more bloody than me
[01:49.88]Hand full, I count on my feet
[01:51.63]Pussy ass nigga ain't more skully than me
[01:52.91]Came in this game, and I'm known to beef
[01:54.31]Real slimeball, they known to creep
[01:55.92]Catch 'em down bad, knock 'em off his feet
[01:57.17]Grim Reaper, I say, "I see nothin' but evil"
[02:02.16]I see niggas wanna be us
[02:05.16]But they never prayed to you once
[02:07.99]No, I want his soul
[02:11.81]I just want to bust his dome
[02:14.37]Put that nigga feet inside the air, he want to see us (nigga, yeah)
[02:18.17]Show that nigga that this shit ain't pretty, tryna be us
[02:20.69]Nigga, soon as you see us, we hold that heat up
[02:22.86]Better not have your mamacita with you, she get left put up
[02:26.22]Flash it, grrt, flash it, blrrt, you get the picture
[02:28.87]Fuck wit' them real gravediggers, the one's that do real rituals (oh, yeah)
[02:32.89]If I say that I want you dead, might as well go call the feds
[02:36.80]Ain't none, ain't stoppin' 'til we get to you, I'm gon' bust your head
[02:38.83]I'm like, "One, two, three, four, five, six, nigga fuck that count, it's 12"
[02:41.90]You gon' be 13, I'm gon' send your stupid, scary ass to hell
[02:44.84]Fuck who you is, them looks prevail, did too much time inside them cells
[02:47.79]Fuck who you kill, look, I'm too real
[02:49.24]Got to show me, better than you spell or rhyme, nigga
[02:51.52]Pussy, we slang iron, nigga
[02:52.83]Once you cross that line, nigga, your whole family dyin', nigga (I want his soul)
[02:55.63]They been talkin' bad, bad 'bout-'bout me
[02:58.85]They gon' see me flash, now, why you play wit' me
[03:01.68]Now, hold on, I hope that don't be my P.O knockin' at my door
[03:05.20]'Cause, she don't even know the kid been tryna heal up his soul
[03:07.91]Grim Reaper, I say, "I see nothing but evil"
[03:12.91]I see niggas wanna be us
[03:15.76]But they never prayed to you, once
[03:18.59]No, I want his soul
[03:22.47]I just want to bust his dome
[03:26.20]Put that nigga feet inside the air, he want to see us (nigga, yeah)
[03:28.66]Show that nigga that this shit ain't pretty, tryna be us
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