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letra de soul taker - montannaatm

[intro]
boom, boom, boom, boom
brr, brr
mm-mm, where he at?
yeah, we on his ass, man, anybody (d-mn, milioo, this sh-t fuego)

[verse 1]
phone ringin’, i’m like, “what they sayin’?” pull up tappin’ the b-tton (brr)
these n-ggas know we gon’ k!ll for real, these n-ggas be dyin’ for nothin’ (b-tch)
the n-gga’ll die, no discussion (let’s get ’em)
pull up, brr, baow (baow), if we tap his head, it’s not a concussion
if we tap his head, he won’t be the same
the arp got monkey nuts on the bottom, we spinnin’ they block like a bottle
the durango scr-pin’ the ground when it wobble, check thе exhaust and the throttle (n-gga)
n-ggas ain’t gеttin’ no monyun, that sh-t sad, they don’t really see that’s the problem (what?)
you n-ggas ain’t like me, i can get paid to jump out a jeep or a tahoe (get ’em)
put my money first over all this sh-t we doin’, i ain’t out here leechin’ to borrow
and i got family to feed, if they drop a bag on his head, the n-gga ain’t seein’ tomorrow
n-gga, i’ll case you in, switch on the back of the 10, jump out swingin’ the car door (we got ’em)
and come get checked, somebody got hit in the face and them n-ggas ain’t do sh-t about it (he checked, he checked)
and they ain’t gon’ stand on none of that sh-t they rap about
we be slidin’ in and out, hit his block, we air it out (b-tch)
you better think, you gotta keep your heat ’cause this sh-t ain’t so sweet (it ain’t so sweet)
we gon’ creep right there where you sleep
if it’s smoke, we tryna see how you comin’, n-gga (we tryna see, n-gga)
[interlude]
how the f-ck you comin’, n-gga? (ayy, let me know)
n-ggas fall for anything and stand for nothin’ (huh? uh-huh, uh-huh)

[verse 2]
murder one, stand on business for your brothers, b-tch (huh? uh-huh, uh-huh)
they know i’m gon’ k!ll for all my dogs and that’s just that (and that’s just that)
everybody with me flamed up, tsg, i’m with some soul sn-tchers (soul sn-tchers)
don’t let us get your location, we’ll play that kick door action
my lil’ brother on probation, he still fightin’ like four cases (man, what the f-ck?)
n-ggas bap, we be soul takin’, clap a n-gga up, standin’ ovation
it was like 2 p.m., i had to broad day a n-gga, jumped out with a drac’ and some gloves
chased that boy down, he thought he was a thug
them 7.62s gave his big ass a hug
money first, folks ‘nem in the trap and gettin’ this sh-t out the mud (you know it)
but i be with some takers (n-gga), folks ‘nem really get this sh-t in blood
wake up poppin’ my sh-t just because, percs and lean, i need my drugs
where’s my monyun? count my funds (need my funds)
this b-tch ain’t seen the new me, but she gon’ f-ck off who i was (n-gga)
can’t let the drugs consume me ’cause back-to-back, we pourin’ up
back-to-back, we in them trucks
arps and switches, arps and switches (get ’em, get ’em)
we just new pipes on the block, can’t wait to squeeze them b-tches (can’t wait to squeeze them b-tches)
srt the striker, 12 get behind, we leave them b-tches (you know we leavin’ they ass)
whenever it’s murder, everybody get clapped up, can’t leave a witness (brr)
[outro]
wha—, ayy, what they talkin’ ’bout, foe?
uh-huh, uh-huh, what these n-ggas sayin’?
uh-huh, uh-huh, jump out and we sprayin’

- montannaatm

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