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luh soldier - 28 bars lyrics

[intro]
yeah
know what i’m sayin’, soldier life, you hear me
free my n-gga soldier
never forget loyalty and that’s on gang
on my mama n-gga we with that sh-t
2018 our motherf-ckin’ year, you know what i’m sayin’
i’m comin’ harder than motherf-ckin’ ever
soldier life, get with it or get left, again

[verse]
finessing the city with wodey and bg, we turning sh-t up like a tv
i hit that lil b-tch from the back and the side, once i hit from the front that’s a threepeat
i just hit that lil b-tch with no rubber, i’ll nut on her covers and tell her it’s over
as soon as i’m back in her city she callin’ my phone, tryna f-ck on the sofa
remember when sh-t had got ugly, i ran up some money and handled the pressure
i wish i could be with big sosa, just give me a pen, i’ma send him a letter
you said you need what? we gon’ handle that sh-t so i told him to make a deposit
i pray for these n-ggas that’s plottin’ on me ’cause i sleep with the fire in the closet
dawg i’m smoking one h-ll of a blunt with a beautiful b-tch on a beautiful day
every time that i step in the ‘yo i’ma cook tat sh-t up, have ’em callin’ me quay
these n-ggas be cappin’ ’bout this and that, it ain’t no pressure, i’m keeping my cool
i just walked in this b-tch with a pistol on me but i treat that b-tch more like a tool
i know that i’m next in my city but i cannot fold, i’m nothing like a taco
that b-tch wanna f-ck with my team so i nut on her b-tt and p-ss her to my vato
he preaching that g sh-t
when i see him i’m at him, just know that i’m clapping
when i see him it’s over, i’ma pull out the stick like i’m looking for wabbits
i’m f-cking this b-tch in the back of the trap house, i ate the p-ssy, made her tap out
don’t p-ss me that sh-t, this gelato, i’m f-cking a freak in the back of a tahoe
lil b-tch he workin’ with the sack and he off in trap, he sleepin’ with a bundle
i’m tryna f-ck her and her friend from the back, while i’m pullin’, thinkin’ ’bout rapunzel
i just been f-cking these b-tches, smoking exquisite, keeping my composure
i just been chasing my profit, tryna keep the lean consistent with the soda
in birmingham, sh-t can get wicked
this sh-t really come with a ticket
it’s either you trap or you hustle lil n-gga
you better get up and go get it
it’s ’bout twenty-eight bars in the slushy
you know i ain’t stupid, you know i’m just cappin’
i really just needed a hook dog
i felt like a picture that needed a caption
tell your partner quit the capping’
these n-ggas really be some actors
i’m tryna take off with this rapping
if a n-gga catch me, b-tch i’m with the trappers

[outro]
yeah
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
yeah yeah yeah

- luh soldier lyrics

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