Soul Cry
Fredo Bang
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(Pipe that shit up, TnT, Tahj Money) I put my trust up in this dirty pistol Can't put my trust up in no dirty nigga I had the stick on me when I worked at They play games and hid like turtles nigga (Sheesh) that's why we murder niggas I know a pastor with a body nigga So I don't read no Bible scriptures And I say, Uh uh I hopped off that porch with the torch, nigga (yeah yeah yeah) We make pistols spark when it's dark nigga (yeah yeah yeah) uh uh I hopped off that porch with the torch nigga (yeah yeah yeah) uh uh We make pistols spark when it's dark nigga (yeah yeah yeah) Lord can You hear my soul cry? (You know the Bible a lie You hear me? But I still) I ain't prayed in a while, yeah (I still praise God, you hear me?) Yeah, the only thing that make me happy (But the Bible is a lie) I Ain't tryna see no fuckin' pastor Is when we walk a nigga down (That nigga doin' worser than me You hear me?) I know a gangster ass nigga put His stick before his kids I believe in God, I pray to him before I sin Many tried, many died Felt the flame from the gat Six feet under dirt, dig 'em up You want him back (Boom boom) I could go stupid with this dirty SIG (Bah) I'ma put you on the front page 'fore you take my momma kid (Bitch) I'm out my body, out my top I'm out my fuckin league, yeah Big ol' stepper, head dresser Tell me how you want your wig? Split his shit and do a bid 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*ck a gate code (yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah) If he try me then he fucked like A bitch off of Bang Bros I'm thuggin' I can't help it Told the Lord that I can't go And I say, Uh uh I hopped off that porch with the torch, nigga (yeah yeah yeah) uh uh We make pistols spark when it's dark nigga (yeah yeah yeah) uh uh I hopped off that porch with the torch nigga (yeah yeah yeah) uh uh We make pistols spark when it's dark nigga (yeah yeah yeah) Lord, can You hear my soul cry? (Lord, You hear me cryin'?) I ain't prayed in a while, yeah (I ain't prayed in fuckin' a while) Yeah, the only thing that make me happy () Is when we walk a nigga down (Pray we gon' murk the nigga) I put my trust up in this dirty pistol Can't put my trust up in no dirty nigga I had the stick on me when I worked at They play games and hid like turtles nigga (Sheesh) that's why we murder niggas I know a pastor with a body nigga So I don't read no Bible scriptures (Boom boom) You know the Bible a lie You hear me? But I still I still praise God, you hear me? But the Bible is a lie I ain't tryna see no fuckin' pastor That nigga doin' worser than me You hear me?
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Written by: FREDRICK GIVENS, JUSTIN R. BRADBURY, TAHJ VAUGHN, THOMAS HORTON
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