Chords for Luh Soldier "Calling My Spirit" (Freestyle) [Official Music Video]

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_ _ I'm taking my place out the studio
She just wanna fucking lay up in the spot
Look what it like down in the goofy hole
I'm straight out of Birmingham, men that say murder him
Look at the rate, this is [F] crazy
Dirt on my name, but a nigga could kill
They hated on me since a baby
She just wanna fuck till it's easy
So I pin that [Fm] hoe up like a TV
[Bbm] Blood in my eyes, all I love is cannabis
You got [Fm] a problem, then bro, we can handle it
Yeah, I'm a brokey compared to no amateur
[E] Just got some buddy with shit out of Africa
[Bbm] Henny in me, now I'm young nigga horny
99 baby, I grew up on Barney
I feel like Nick Saban, I'm coaching my team
[F] Take my advice, bitch, I'm living my dream
When I turn up, it's [Bbm] the maximum
Line them hoes up, I'ma tackle them
Pussy so thot, I might catch me a charge
I'm [Fm] locked in the booth like some burglar boss
[Bbm] Stay out in front like some hound of boss
Run that shit [Fm] up, nigga, hound of yours
They come get the dick and the shit in the forefet
I get the boppin' when they cut on that codet
The team on my back like a motherfucking throwback
We came from the bottom, I know that you know that
[B] Slow up, the fed [Bbm] still on the block
The spot been so hot since lil' buddy got shot
Pop in the pill, got my jaw on the lock
Bitches on sight, when we meet, you gon' fly
Holdin' lil' hoe up, I'ma throw her on Alexa
Ooh, yeah, then my lil' cougar, bitch
She fuck with them hooligans
Can't let that bitch go, that bitch too legit
She callin' my phone for the dick on a [Fm] Sunday
And then that bitch got out of [Bbm] church
So get what I did, put that dick in the sideways
I [F] had that bitch go in Missouri
She [Bbm] don't wanna fuck, got her still in my lingo
A [F] real nigga, I can't fuck with no gringo
Lil' bitch, she clutching when he look at the people
She wanna be white, but my folks say amigo
Lord, if you gon' take me, just give me a sign
I [F] can't be walking out here in the blind
[Bbm] Family fade out, they thinkin' I signed
If it's bout some money, nigga, get off my line
Remember back then when those Glock with a Ruger
Can't trip out no bitch, I might [Fm] have to salute ya
On the point guard and I'm running with shooters
We all tryna win, ain't no point if you lose it
I'm at the money, you niggas just losing
Cross the line, then my youngins gon' do ya
Boy, that's a shine like I'm Pee-Wee
They like, stop, put that soldier on repeat
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