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letra de neva trust a soul - foogiano

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[intro: foogiano]
ho
it’s the mob, n-gga
(spiffomadeit, b-tch)

[chorus: foogiano & gucci mane]
i remember when my mama told me, “never trust a soul”
i was bold, trustin’ them f-ck n-ggas made my heart so cold
i was slimin’ n-ggas out, they called me mr. wipe his nose
i wasn’t tryna tell them folks, b-tch, i was out there kickin’ doors
i know god say you shouldn’t k!ll, hope that don’t keep me out of heaven’s gates
high speed chase, i got away, i ducked the jakes and split his face

[verse 1: enchanting]
i’m sendin’ shots at all my opps
b-tch, come on, pull up, get popped
can’t keep count of the bodies i dropped
stolen car, new tag get swapped
been havin’ motion, lil’ b-tch, come shop
try to run off, how ricky got shot
count up a ten while she givin’ me top
only put my trust in my glock
she ain’t no ho, come on, what’s next?
spent thirty on cubans to water my neck
i want baguettes, i don’t get no s-x
just want the head, i don’t need no stress
he got them racks, then come get stretched
got a thing for your ho, i must confess
streets talk, so i don’t need no press
don’t check, ain’t no need for no vest
[chorus: foogiano & gucci mane]
i remember when my mama told me, “never trust a soul”
i was bold, trustin’ them f-ck n-ggas made my heart so cold
i was slimin’ n-ggas out, they called me mr. wipe his nose
i wasn’t tryna tell them folks, b-tch, i was out there kickin’ doors
i know god say you shouldn’t k!ll, hope that don’t keep me out of heaven’s gates
high speed chase, i got away, i ducked the jakes and split his face

[verse 2: foogiano]
yeah, i been thuggin’ since a lil’ n-gga, yeah, bustin’ sticks and nines
every crime, b-tch, i bet i did it, never dropped a dime
i ain’t slime, but i’m slidin’, i’ll cross him if he sweet
off his feet, he a duck n-gga, you know i had to sweep
try me, b-tch, that water deep, bullets diggin’ like some cleats
diamonds dancin’ on my t–th, the mayor, boy, they call me chief
put my trust off in a f-ck n-gga, he crossed me, now i’m savage with the ratchet
i’ll k!ll a n-gga, give a f-ck ’bout family

[chorus: foogiano & gucci mane]
i remember when my mama told me, “never trust a soul”
i was bold, trustin’ them f-ck n-ggas made my heart so cold
i was slimin’ n-ggas out, they called me mr. wipe his nose
i wasn’t tryna tell them folks, b-tch, i was out there kickin’ doors
i know god say you shouldn’t k!ll, hope that don’t keep me out of heaven’s gates
high speed chase, i got away, i ducked the jakes and split his face

- foogiano

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