Sosa Flow Lyrics SpotEmGottem
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I feel like, I feel like, I feel like
I feel like Sosa in his prime, like, back in
Around “Faneto” time
This my old flow, I feel like Sosa (Yeah)
Throw your hoodie on, *** ’em over
Who them boys over there? I don’t know him
If he keep on lookin’ wrong, a *** might just blow him (What?)
This my old flow, I feel like Sosa (Yeah)
Throw your hoodie on, *** ’em over (Go)
Who them boys over there? I don’t know him (What?)
If he keep on lookin’ wrong, a *** might just blow him (Goddamn, goddamn)
The block got hot, fiends got mad (Goddamn)
I catch a ***, hop out, then we *** his ass
These boys keep on tweetin’ with they *** ass
One slug in his head, bet that he crash
I can’t lie, oh, I can’t lie (I can’t even lie)
Put some money on your cheese and your cookie dough
Ayy, ayy, ayy, fell in love with *** hoes
***, I get money, that ain’t *** to let a *** know
My chain hang, nuts swing, ***, watch my *** glow
With an *** rifle, bounce out and we cut his throat
I’m like, ***, cool down with all that hot ***
***, who you get them bales from? That is not it
Ayy, twenty thousand, that ain’t nothin’ to a P
Put this *** to sleep
R-I-motherfuckin’-P
This my old flow, I feel like Sosa (Yeah)
Throw your hoodie on, *** ’em over (Haha)
Who them boys over there? I don’t know him (Goddamn, goddamn)
If he keep on lookin’ wrong, a *** might just blow him (Goddamn, goddamn)
This my old flow, I feel like Sosa (Yeah)
Throw your hoodie on, *** ’em over
Who them boys over there? I don’t know him
If he keep on lookin’ wrong, a *** might just blow him
