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• Artiste: PnB Rock
• Titre: Take My Soul
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On my mama, I ain't never gonna let them take my soul Gotta cherish the ones you love, never know who's next to go I'm screaming free all of my dawgs, they got 'em up the road And I'm just thinking about the times when I was fucking broke Thinking about the times I was going crazy (Going crazy) Me and my baby moms just had our first baby (First baby) We ain't had shit, I used to be mad all day (Mad all day) Had to hit licks just to get some cash on deck (Cash on deck) Living a life of sin Like I got God's permission I'd rather be dead in Hell before I do life in prison Huh, they come from the blindside when you least expect it, huh It be your own bloodline tryna take your necklace, huh Never trust these bitches, they'll line you up quick I done fell in love with this ho, she was plotting on me And I can't even lie, she had the drop on me But I'm too slick and she was moving stupid On my mama, I ain't never gonna let them take my soul Gotta cherish the ones you love, never know who's next to go I'm screaming free all of my dawgs, they got 'em up the road And I'm just thinking about the times when I was fucking broke And I'm just thinking about the times I ain't have no fucking hope I was down, I was out, I was all alone My brother died in these streets, wish I could call his phone Will you make it out the hood? You never know Judge made me move back to those slums (Uh, uh, uh) Post on the block all day with guns (Like we waitin' on somethin') 'Round plenty hitters, me and my son Anything happen, we gon' run BaBa in the cut, hit a nigga up, .40 pulled off, leave him slumped Murder, that's a must, kill him, get a rush, all of the money I done sunk It was all love, even for the love, half of 'em wouldn't even hunt We don't give a fuck, get his head bust 'fore I let him take one of us We'll never break, word to my name, same niggas gang who I trust Beat Out, that's my mans, he up in chains, everything fucked up They took one brother out my gang, how the fuck these niggas lucked up? Still hurt, my body full of pain, and we killed three for them Thinking 'bout it like I'm insane, put you to sleep, you a temp On my mama, I ain't never gonna let them take my soul Gotta cherish the ones you love, never know who's next to go I'm screaming free all of my dawgs, they got 'em up the road And I'm just thinking about the times when I was fucking broke And I'm just thinking about the times I ain't have no fucking hope I was down, I was out, I was all alone My brother died in these streets, wish I could call his phone Will you make it out the hood? You never know Will you make it out the hood? You never know