CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : (#1) Soul Cry
**Pipe that sh*t up TnT**
**Tajh Money**
I put my trust up in this dirty pistol (dirty pistol)
Can't put my trust up in no dirty n***a
I had that stick on me when I worked at Winn-Dixie
They play games and hide like turtles, n***a (Yeee)
That's why we murder n***as
I know a pastor with a body, n***a
Sorry, no Bible scriptures (Boom, Boom, Boom!)
And I say uhh, uhhh
I hopped off that porch with the torch, n***a (Yeah, yeah, yeah, Boom!)
Uhh, uhhh
We make pistols spark when it's dark, n***a (Yeah, yeah, yeah, Boom!)
Uhh, uhhh
I hopped off that porch with the torch, n***a (Yeah, yeah, yeah, Boom!)
Uhh, uhhh
We make pistols spark when it's dark, n***a (Yeah, yeah, yeah, Boom!)
Lord can you hear my soul cry (You know, the Bible a lie, ya heard me)
I ain't prayed in a while, yeah (But I st- I still praise God, ya heard me)
The only thing that make me happy (But the, Bible is a lie)
Is when we walk a n***a down (I ain't tryna see no f**king pastor, that n***a doing, worser than me, ya heard me?)
I know a gangster ass n***a put his stick before his kids (Ki-i-ids)
I believe in God, I pray to him before I spin
Many tried, many died, felt the flame from the gat (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
6 feet under dirt, dig em' up you want em' back (Boom Boom, Boom Boom!)
I could go stupid with this dirty sig (Blatt)
I'ma put you on the front page fore you take my momma kid (b*t*h)
I'm out my body, out my top, I'm out my f**kin lid (Out my lid)
Big ol' stepper, hair dresser, tell me how you want your wig?
Split his sh*t and do a bid (Grrrrr)
I get jiggy with that stick, we can dance, we could tango (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
If I want him bad hop his fence, f**k a gate code (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
If he tried me, then he f**ked like a b*t*h off of BangBros (Off of BangBros)
I'm thuggin, I can't help it, told the Lord that I can't go
And I say uhh, uhhh
I hopped off that porch with the torch, n***a (Yeah, yeah, yeah, Boom!)
Uhh, uhhh
We make pistols spark when it's dark, n***a (Yeah, yeah, yeah, Boom!)
Uhh, uhhh
I hopped off that porch with the torch, n***a (Yeah, yeah, yeah, Boom!)
Uhh, uhhh
We make pistols spark when it's dark, n***a (Yeah, yeah, yeah, Boom!)
Lord can you hear my soul cry (I know you hear me praying, n***a)
I ain't prayed in a while, yeah (I ain't prayed in a f**king while)
The only thing that make me happy (You know what it is)
Is when we walk a n***a down (redruM Murder, n***a)
I put my trust up in this dirty pistol (dirty pistol)
Can't put my trust up in no dirty n***a
I had that stick on me when I worked at Winn-Dixie
They play games and hide like turtles, n***a (Yeee)
That's why we murder n***as
I know a pastor with a body, n***a
Sorry, no Bible scriptures (Boom, Boom, Boom!)
*"You know, the Bible a lie, ya heard me
But I st- I still praise God, ya heard me
But the, Bible is a lie
I ain't tryna see no f**king pastor
That n***a doing, worser than me, ya heard me?"*
**Tajh Money**
I put my trust up in this dirty pistol (dirty pistol)
Can't put my trust up in no dirty n***a
I had that stick on me when I worked at Winn-Dixie
They play games and hide like turtles, n***a (Yeee)
That's why we murder n***as
I know a pastor with a body, n***a
Sorry, no Bible scriptures (Boom, Boom, Boom!)
And I say uhh, uhhh
I hopped off that porch with the torch, n***a (Yeah, yeah, yeah, Boom!)
Uhh, uhhh
We make pistols spark when it's dark, n***a (Yeah, yeah, yeah, Boom!)
Uhh, uhhh
I hopped off that porch with the torch, n***a (Yeah, yeah, yeah, Boom!)
Uhh, uhhh
We make pistols spark when it's dark, n***a (Yeah, yeah, yeah, Boom!)
Lord can you hear my soul cry (You know, the Bible a lie, ya heard me)
I ain't prayed in a while, yeah (But I st- I still praise God, ya heard me)
The only thing that make me happy (But the, Bible is a lie)
Is when we walk a n***a down (I ain't tryna see no f**king pastor, that n***a doing, worser than me, ya heard me?)
I know a gangster ass n***a put his stick before his kids (Ki-i-ids)
I believe in God, I pray to him before I spin
Many tried, many died, felt the flame from the gat (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
6 feet under dirt, dig em' up you want em' back (Boom Boom, Boom Boom!)
I could go stupid with this dirty sig (Blatt)
I'ma put you on the front page fore you take my momma kid (b*t*h)
I'm out my body, out my top, I'm out my f**kin lid (Out my lid)
Big ol' stepper, hair dresser, tell me how you want your wig?
Split his sh*t and do a bid (Grrrrr)
I get jiggy with that stick, we can dance, we could tango (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
If I want him bad hop his fence, f**k a gate code (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
If he tried me, then he f**ked like a b*t*h off of BangBros (Off of BangBros)
I'm thuggin, I can't help it, told the Lord that I can't go
And I say uhh, uhhh
I hopped off that porch with the torch, n***a (Yeah, yeah, yeah, Boom!)
Uhh, uhhh
We make pistols spark when it's dark, n***a (Yeah, yeah, yeah, Boom!)
Uhh, uhhh
I hopped off that porch with the torch, n***a (Yeah, yeah, yeah, Boom!)
Uhh, uhhh
We make pistols spark when it's dark, n***a (Yeah, yeah, yeah, Boom!)
Lord can you hear my soul cry (I know you hear me praying, n***a)
I ain't prayed in a while, yeah (I ain't prayed in a f**king while)
The only thing that make me happy (You know what it is)
Is when we walk a n***a down (redruM Murder, n***a)
I put my trust up in this dirty pistol (dirty pistol)
Can't put my trust up in no dirty n***a
I had that stick on me when I worked at Winn-Dixie
They play games and hide like turtles, n***a (Yeee)
That's why we murder n***as
I know a pastor with a body, n***a
Sorry, no Bible scriptures (Boom, Boom, Boom!)
*"You know, the Bible a lie, ya heard me
But I st- I still praise God, ya heard me
But the, Bible is a lie
I ain't tryna see no f**king pastor
That n***a doing, worser than me, ya heard me?"*
