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letra de cleansing my soul - shy glizzy

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[intro]
(zaytoven)
i ain’t been the same n-gga since they took loc
oh (itsnelll on the beat, n-gga)

[chorus]
sh-t gettin’ outta control
they done took my main hitter, now we gon’ blow
i ain’t been the same n-gga since they took loc
every time i bust my glizzy, sh-t be cleansin’ my soul
yeah, it’s cleansin’ my soul
a n-gga got dough and a n-gga got hoes
but would they still love me if a n-gga gotta go?
sorry, i don’t think so, time to close that back door
[verse 1]
yeah, close that back door
sorry, you ain’t gang, homie, then you gotta go
say we got perfect aim, we don’t need no f-ckin’ scopes
my n-gga put that gas pump on his chain just so you know
yeah, i can really flex, though
one-twеnty on my durango, i’m dreamin’ ’bout my next ho
woo, we rеally get a check, though
i will never forget the way we took them trips to mexico
ayy, she say, “do that on your own time”
baby, i’m a demon, you done looked into the wrong eyes
ayy, we ’bout to do homicides
they done took my n-gga, so i gotta make the song cry, ayy

[chorus]
sh-t gettin’ outta control
they done took my main hitter, now we gon’ blow
i ain’t been the same n-gga since they took loc
every time i bust my glizzy, sh-t be cleansin’ my soul
yeah, it’s cleansin’ my soul
a n-gga got dough and a n-gga got hoes
but would they still love me if a n-gga gotta go?
sorry, i don’t think so, time to close that back door

[verse 2]
yeah, these n-ggas be haters
soon as you get some paper, then they gonna wanna take ya
ayy, b-tch-ass n-ggas try to snake ya
black and silver glock, no, i do not play for the raiders
long live the mayor
say that sh-t again, yeah, i said long live the mayor
that sh-t don’t even sound right, you was too player
let’s go slime some n-ggas out, been our move lately, ayy
please make sure your heart clean
’cause i can’t love n0body, i done seen some dark things, ayy
i done woke up from some hard dreams
i got a lot of angels, i hope they on god team
n-gga, what the f-ck you mean?
you ain’t no competition, n-gga, i’m a born king
i’m ridin’ through the deep end with the shark team
go ride through tre-7 and get your car cleaned, yeah
[chorus]
sh-t gettin’ outta control
they done took my main hitter, now we gon’ blow
i ain’t been the same n-gga since they took loc
every time i bust my glizzy, sh-t be cleansin’ my soul
yeah, it’s cleansin’ my soul
a n-gga got dough and a n-gga got hoes
but would they still love me if a n-gga gotta go?
sorry, i don’t think so, time to close that back door

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