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lirik lagu soul stepperz – lil ace 2gb

[intro]
man tell me why?
tell me why, this n*gga gone’ disrespect me in my dm on instagram (soja, you wildin’)
then try to be cool with me the next day, man you f*cked up

[chorus]
knock ’em off, go one by one, we k!ll ’em all, shots through the mail
.40 glocks, with hollow tips, extended clips, they big as h*ll
pro mags, leave sh*ll casings, we spray ’em all, don’t run and tell
no cocaine, blow out the brain, just leave a stain, new clientele
can you please, tell me why the f*ck, these n*ggas hating on me?
you play you gone get stretched, before you lay, can’t even save your homie
should be a hate crime, the way that i don’t like these n*ggas
got a brand new gun, and it won’t jam, i will not fight you n*ggas
f*ck you n*ggas, f*ck you b*tches

[verse 1]
k!ll ’em all, just leave ’em dead, we knock ’em down
talking all that sh*t, you gone get stretched, you better pipe it down
i remember they used to hate, way back in eighth grade, lil ugly n*gga
then that n*gga snaked me out, i cut him off, can’t even trust the n*gga, f*ck the n*gga
we catch him slipping, yea we do him bad, we do him wrong, make him bite the dust
.223’s up in this nick cannon, we shooting first, ain’t no fighting us
i’m feeling generous today, pick out your coffin n*gga
got smoke up in this sticks, like covid*19, ain’t no coughing n*gga
glocks with brand*new beams, can’t be seen, that’s why we off’d the n*gga
no i’m not martin luther king, i got a dream, i think they shot a n*gga
xd’s with a fully mag, sending shots up at his fitted cap
pull up to the n*gga’s house, put our suits on, like the men in black, this ain’t no cap
i’m really rich, lil n*gga this ain’t no rap sh*t
got draco’s with some drums, no castanets, you ain’t gone clap sh*t
i’m really that, like the bass up on my music, i’m gone blast it
don’t wanna see his body, he already dead, closed casket, wreck havoc
[chorus]
knock ’em off, go one by one, we k!ll ’em all, shots through the mail
.40 glocks, with hollow tips, extended clips, they big as h*ll
pro mags, leave sh*ll casings, we spray ’em all, don’t run and tell
no cocaine, blow out the brain, just leave a stain, new clientele
can you please, tell me why the f*ck, these n*ggas hating on me?
you play you gone get stretched, before you lay, can’t even save your homie
should be a hate crime, the way that i don’t like these n*ggas
got a brand new gun, and it won’t jam, i will not fight you n*ggas
f*ck you n*ggas, f*ck you b*tches

[verse 2]
we the soul stepperz, big beretta’s, trap out, like no griselda
f&n, cause f*ck these n*ggas
big glock, grip the trigger
ask the n*gga, i know i’m richer
made a milli’ n*gga, this ain’t no richard
ima paint the money, so you can see the picture
throw shots no mlb, i ain’t a pitcher
big house, with a heaven gate
on two phones, no kevin gates
i pop a xan, then i elevate
we k!ll your mans, then we celebrate
knocking n*ggas off, like back to back, lil n*gga
we take a n*gga chain, don’t give it back, you better not ask a n*gga, ask a n*gga
[chorus]
knock ’em off, go one by one, we k!ll ’em all, shots through the mail
.40 glocks, with hollow tips, extended clips, they big as h*ll
pro mags, leave sh*ll casings, we spray ’em all, don’t run and tell
no cocaine, blow out the brain, just leave a stain, new clientele
can you please, tell me why the f*ck, these n*ggas hating on me?
you play you gone get stretched, before you lay, can’t even save your homie
should be a hate crime, the way that i don’t like these n*ggas
got a brand new gun, and it won’t jam, i will not fight you n*ggas
f*ck you n*ggas, f*ck you b*tches

[outro]
we adding all the bodies up, it’s one plus one, and two plus two
we k!lling all the boys, we shake ’em down, i wan’ add you and you
boom, bow, boom, empty clip, it’s going boom and boom
we see the police lights, and hear the sirens, going “woo do woo”

- lil ace 2gb

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