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Paroles de Coming for Ya Souls (feat. Thee Goon)

Interprète QU Amazen Most / Bottem Line

Paroles de la chanson Coming for Ya Souls (feat. Thee Goon) par QU Amazen Most / Bottem Line lyrics officiel

Coming for Ya Souls (feat. Thee Goon) est une chanson en Anglais

I guess its time to go to war nigga
Stacking bodies on the floor nigga
I let the shottie and the four hit ya
Why
We just coming for ya souls
Fuck the podcast the label and the crew
And if you down with so crooked
Then its fuck you too
Fuck the podcast the label and the crew
And if you down with so crooked
Then its fuck you too
I got a bodybag flow
When I hunts the point
Is to body bag Bo
Money bigger than Fatal
Thats a lot of cash flow
She probably a good girl
But she not a bad hoe
I don't know what she shaped like
Maybe its all that Cakelyfe
Maybe she want her face sliced
Baby go get me cake knife
Ill catch Bo on the go
Thats a great price
Snatch his snake eyes from his head
Then I shake dice
Im just one of them Queens cats
That chase mice
It aint nice
They wanna feel death
Before they taste life
So how ya fuck around
And both y'all fucking stomachs round
You shot that shit in Corona
That was Bottem town nigga
You should have kept going
Y'all was Flushing bound
Catch him with is main on Main
And put a couple down
Latin kings aint the only thing
She fucking now
I swear Bunnie will be your ex
If I come uptown
I guess its time to go to war nigga
Stacking bodies on the floor nigga
I let the shottie and the four hit ya
Why
We just coming for ya souls
Fuck the podcast the label and the crew
And if you down with so crooked
Then its fuck you too
Fuck the podcast the label and the crew
And if you down with so crooked
Then its fuck you too
Eh yo I pity the fool
If they ever decided to try me
I will have ya body
Hooked up to a bunch of IV's
Ya copy
Original
Niggas say Im living foul
If one of you punks jump up
Then Im sit him down
Word to brand Nubian
Suckers can't do me in
catch me in a new bm
Moving like a hooligan
Shorty half Peruvian
I make her sneak the toolie in
We loaded
Some niggas switch sides
And turned bogus
This coward been a cobra
Probably been should have noticed
I roast em we coasting and toasting
Nigga im still the dopest
So quote this
Im focused
Spazzing at all the cyphers
When Bottem get to writing
Its like clashing with a titan
Or struck by some lighting
Whats a bundle to a kilo
Shit aint never sweet tho
I peeped ya whole steelo
So pipe down
Fuck ya whole lifestyle
You nice how
Its dark cause im putting
Niggas lights out
This a real Finale
Bar for bar he don't want with me
Nah he fucking with me
You kidding me Ill punish minnie
Hospital worker
Yeah im live from the morgue nigga
Judging by your last
You dont wanna go to war nigga
Aint no time limit
When you say my name player
I will rearrange haters
And leave their brains dangling
I heard it if you said it
You can mutherfucking bet it
Im address it
Fuck Chyno
And them other fucking peasants
I guess its time to go to war nigga
Stacking bodies on the floor nigga
I let the shottie and the four hit ya
Why
We just coming for ya souls
Fuck the podcast the label and the crew
And if you down with so crooked
Then its fuck you too
Fuck the podcast the label and the crew
And if you down with so crooked
Then its fuck you too
Eh yo this mans toast
Fucked like a damn hoe
Ya styles like a metro card
And mines is a lambo
And ya mans know
I got levels you can't go
Bet a couple bands bro
I play you like a banjo
Your a wack ass
One eyed fatso
Who's the wackest rapper alive
That nigga Sam Sos
I am terminator mixed with commando
And muthafuck Rambo
He aint got enough ammo
I goin to hell for the way
I ring a bell with a k
I throw shells
And that's how I smoke a L to the face
Y'all some amateurs
Ima handle this with rap
Tell the truth
Dont L look like Canibus on crack
Dog you aint fooling me
Spitting all tha foolery
You looking like fool
Wearing the next mans jewelry
Having lying in a jungle
Cause you lying in the jungle
Eh yo Bundles please
Get that man a bundle
Im Nino in the street
Sub-zero when its beef
I can kill em acapella
Or kill Chyno on the beat
Im straight smoking y'all
Like some weed in Cali
Bunch out of shape niggas
Need a membership in Ballys
We can get it in
Just send me the addy
And my Fatale Cashflo
Will be So Crookeds finale
Finale shout out to Finale
I bet you my finale
Will fuck up your finale
You dudes is outta line
Doo-doin out ya mind
What you gonna do
With with Goon Q
And Bottemline
Its over
Thats the fucking bottom line
But as soon as this is over
Im back to killing Bottemline
But for right now
Im talking right not
Ill have you like owww
You looking like chow
I love playing with words
I got that word play
Ill grab a word
Make it a verb
And make the word play
Like y'all sweat like sundae
Weak Sunday to Sunday
Give my sundae to QU
On my daughter
When its son day
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Auteurs: Gonzalo Cuevas, Jammel Goodwin, Lamont Rhodes
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