lud foe – old soul lyrics
[intro]
young n-gg- with a old soul n-gg- (x2)
i’m a young n-gg- with a old soul n-gg-
out west 290 sh-t, you know how i’m rockin’ n-gg-
boochie gang man
get yo’ guns up, get yo’ funds up
you on that opp sh-t, get mopstick b-tch
out west 290 sh-t n-gg- (aye, aye)
[verse 1]
i’m a young n-gg- with a old soul, i be f-cking old hoes
big cuban links, rose gold
i don’t trip on none of these hoes
young hard body, tell me how the f-cking gold flows
say you wan’t some work, now get it sold
i can give it to you broke down or you can get it whole
put my whole wrist in the bowl
do a magic trick, pulling up with a fist full of gold
pull up in a panoramic porsche
so what we killed ya’ friend? f-ck n-gg-, we ain’t showing no remorse
asked her do she wanna f-ck me, she told me of course
see a young n-gg- stuntin, she ain’t really have no choice
pistol squirt on this p-ssy, bet i leave remorse
i get these hoes moist off the sound of my voice
call ye[?] let that k spray, broad day
call dre, he gon’ lamp in ya’ f-cking hallway
lud foe gon blow, not ya’ average young n-gg-
shouldn’t rap about the sh-t if you know you not a hitta’
i got one glock but it got two triggers
pull this b-tch one time bet i hit two n-gg-s
foreign hoes in a penthouse, we drown em in liquor
i’m a robert -ss man, can’t lick her[?]
but when i get finish i’ma, kick her, out like a player and i bet i won’t miss her
kid roll a skunk in a swisher
bussin off a pill, car cost a half a mil’ on that n-gg-
i’m that n-gg- that get ya’ block hot
i’m the n-gg- that the cops watch!
[verse 2]
its a shootout, motherf-cking shot clock
pull up on that boy and act a fool out the drop top
now its ambulances everywhere
chiraq been haiti’d, b-tch dead bodys everywhere
you think i was a pimp, got thot hoes everywhere
you walk inside my house, i got marble floors everywhere
me and my n-gg-s we ain’t playin’ fair
we comin’ for his plate if he don’t wanna share
he disrespect me and my n-gg-s now he layin’ there
the f-ck n-gg- should’ve never stood there!
i got a big booty b-tch and she bow legged
leave the club with her, i got on a gold head
you think about dissin’ me? n-gg- go ahead
the police will find ya’ body but i bet you they won’t find yo’ head!
sleepin’ on me? n-gg- go to bed
i wake a n-gg- -ss up with a clip full of led!
hit the club vip, young n-gg- in red
balmains, p&p[?], cost an arm and a leg
he gon’ pull the trigger cause that f-cker be scared
we cut a n-gg- fingers off, f-ck around with that bread
i heard you letting these rat hoes f-ck around in yo’ head
i’m high speed, dodging potholes, duckin’ the feds
i woke up with 2 model hoes up in my bed
and i don’t f-ck around with codeine, i drink henny instead
its one time, one time, shots getting let off
now everybody wanna go and hide now
its 2 for 1 n-gg-, get his sh-t blown off!
now everybody scared to come outside now
like queen latifah with that 2, she get set off
you betting i’ma lose? f-ck n-gg- better bet off
and you know these hollow bullets hot, like hot sauce
crossed the plug over 2 times call me hot sauce (hot sauce!)
young n-gg- i can’t let up (let up)
these f-ck n-gg-s got me fed up! (fed up)
f-ck n-gg- keep ya’ head up
beam on this k, ambulance pick his head up!
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