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letra de sold my soul - kirblagoop & ruben slikk

[intro: kirblagoop]
i sold my soul
i sold my soul
i sold my soul, uh
for pints and kush, for dope and bowls
i need that lean, oh, i know what to do

[verse 1: kirblagoop]
walk in this b-tch, i see everybody lookin’
now they scared ’cause goop in here, and they chain might get tooken
so i best not catch you lookin’, whoadie, i’ll take your pack
f-ck yo b-tch from the back, leave you dead where you at
say he shoot the strap (what?), i don’t believe him
boy i thug off in yo turf, wit’ this .223 pushin’ remix
say he shoot, say he shoot, p-ssy, i know you don’t
watch lil’ whoadie kick yo door and make the chop boom
that’s goop, that’s goop, yeah, they know how i rock
heavy metal wit’ the glock, hunnid thousand block
kick doors all the time since ’04
give me a glock and a mask and a oldsmobile
clean, i’ma sniff up that blow
run in his crib, i’ma take his soul
i keep money, i keep money
word around town i serve it to the junkies
whoadie, what you know about that?
drop down, i pray, find a l!ck, then i steal yo pack
[chorus: kirblagoop]
sold my soul, i sold my soul
for pints and bowls, kush bowls, h-lla dope
i sold my soul, i sold my soul
for kush bowls, pints and bowls, h-lla dope

[verse 2: ruben slikk]
i sold my soul from feedin’ me some chops, n-gga
i got some cocaine and i drop that on yo block, n-gga
you mad at me, took over yo corner, mad as h-ll
we hot as h-ll, my n-gga, i’ll see yo ass in h-ll
i f-ckin’ put yo soul up out yo body wit’ that thang-thang
i pull it out, pull up on you like bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang
your ass fall down on the corner, your ass be blood like graffiti
yo blood on the street, spell yo name like graffiti
i’m just a f-ckin’ long d-ck ass big old n-gga
black n-gga f-ckin’ ’bout a zillion trillion b-tches
you know all my n-ggas be cookin’ up that yola-yola
and while we cookin’ in the kitchen we be down to sniff it
cookin’ while sniffin’, my n-gga, got them pictures
from all y’all b-tches ’cause they pay pimpin’ pension
you know i spend money on everything i wanted
i see in the windows outside the winter get it
ruben slikk got a long one
long god, christmobb, i got the shotgun
automatic juug shawty when i k!ll the n-gga
automatic juug shawty when i k!ll the n-gga
i ran up in the bank and filled her
sack wit’ the paper and i smoke six million
i smoke that dope, i f-ck yo hoe
she love my d-ck, i told her, “no”
she ask for money, way too d-mn much
i punch that hoe in the gut, told her shut the f-ck up
and now i’m in that i8 bmw
slidin’ real fast, now yo f-ckin’ momma lookin’ at me
tryna suck the d-ck, but she got some gums
she ain’t got no t–th, now i told her pull them dentures out
gilfmobb, gilfmobb, told that hoe it’s cartel
long d-ck, red bottom, muhf-ckin’ cartel

- kirblagoop ruben slikk

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