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