Soldier Love Lyrics – 952 Raq
Singer: 952 Raq
Title: Soldier Love
Baby, if you want me
You’ve got to show me love
Words are so easy to say, alright?
You’ve got to show me love
Baby, if you want me
You’ve got to show me love
Words are so easy to say, alright?
You’ve got to show me love
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh
Roll the wood up for all the bros
Main lil’ hoe trippin’ ’bout these b#tches, man, i don’t even call them hoes
Did all that and i ain’t even f#ck, man, i should’ve f#cked all them hoes
Wherever i’m at, i’ma work my blick, bеt i ain’t gotta call the bros (uh)
Yeah, this perky got mе nauseous
Drink cough syrup but i been coughin’
Lot of you n#gg#s be too internet, pop out, i don’t do no talkin’
Yeah, i’m small, got a .45 with a switch, get his #ss up off me
Young n#gg# sh#t, first shootout in the neigh’, i was lightin’ sh#t up on lawson
Shoot his b#tch #ss right in the head, n#gg#, put the phone down, b#tch, who you callin’?
And i ain’t gotta say no names but the last n#gg# played, got put right in the coffin
f#ck, and i ain’t gotta drop no dot, they know what’s up
And blood been shed up over this sh#t so n#gg#, they know it’s stuck
Baby, if you want me, you got to show me love
Been through a lot of sh#t but i keep goin’ ’cause i’m a thug
b#tch, they killed my potna, i don’t want no love b#tch, i want blood
Havin’ dreams since i was a kid, i’d put a milli’ in my tub
All these b#tch #ss n#gg#s keep sendin’ shots, n#gg# just mad ’cause i hit that top
I ain’t never changed, this how i came, i’m the same ol’ young n#gg# from that block
What you gon’ do when we come, better not even think to run ’cause we got you boxed
I don’t even play when it come to that pape’, if you do, make his b#tch #ss check that clock
If you want me, you got to show me love
Promise to me, if i break yo’ heart, you’ll never try to hold a grudge
I be going through sh#t, i don’t even want to f#ck, just give me a shoulder rub
She say she ain’t never hada n#gg# this thug, i give her that soldier love
A n#gg# can’t never say we ain’t outside on the block, we posted up
A n#gg# got popped but ain’t come outside, man, these n#gg#s went ghost or what?
Lil’ quin ain’t gotta fight back for sh#t, get your fat #ss roasted up
You b#tch #ss n#gg#s ain’t killed my brother so what you postin’ for?
Big #ss glock, fat sh#t
If you want some weed, we tax sh#t
What the f#ck wrong with his brain, he mention my name, he know we clap sh#t
I ain’t even gotta shoot, half of y’all b#tch #ss n#gg#s, i come through, slap sh#t
Free lil’ twin up out that pound, you know we vouching
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