Cleansing My Soul lyrics

[Intro]
(Zaytoven)
I ain't been the same n*gga since they took Loc
Aww (Itsnelll on the beat, n*gga)

[Chorus]
sh*t gettin' outta control
They done took my main hitter, now we gon' blow
I ain't been the same n*gga since they took Loc
Every time I bust my glizzy, sh*t be cleansin' my soul
Yeah, it's cleansin' my soul
A n*gga got dough and a n*gga got hoes
But will they still love me if a n*gga gotta go?
Sorry, I don't think so, time to close that back door

[Verse 1]
Yeah, close that back door
Sorry, you ain't gang, homie, then you gotta go
Say we got perfect aim, we don't need no f*ckin' scopes
My n*gga put that gas pump on his chain just so you know
Yeah, I can really flex, though
One-twеnty on my Durango, I'm dreamin' 'bout my next ho
Woo, we rеally get a check, though
I will never forget the way we took them trips to Mexico
Ayy, she say, "Do that on your own time"
Baby, I'm a demon, you done looked into the wrong eyes
Ayy, we 'bout to do homicides
They done took my n*gga, so I gotta make this song cry, ayy
[Chorus]
sh*t gettin' outta control
They done took my main hitter, now we gon' blow
I ain't been the same n*gga since they took Loc
Every time I bust my glizzy, sh*t be cleansin' my soul
Yeah, it's cleansin' my soul
A n*gga got dough and a n*gga got hoes
But will they still love me if a n*gga gotta go?
Sorry, I don't think so, time to close that back door

[Verse 2]
Yeah, these n*ggas be haters
Soon as you get some paper, then they gonna wanna take ya
Ayy, b*tch-ass n*ggas try to snake ya
Black and silver Glock, no, I do not play for the Raiders
Long live The Mayor
Say that sh*t again, yeah, I said long live The Mayor
That sh*t don't even sound right, you was too player
Let's go slide on some n*ggas, I been in my mood lately, ayy
Please make sure your heart clean
'Cause I can't love nobody, I done seen some dark things, ayy
I done woke up from some hard dreams
I got a lot of angels, I hope they on God team
n*gga, what the f*ck you mean?
You ain't no competition, n*gga, I'm a born king
I'm ridin' through the deep end with the shark team
Go ride through Tre-7 and get your car cleaned, yeah
[Chorus]
sh*t gettin' outta control
They done took my main hitter, now we gon' blow
I ain't been the same n*gga since they took Loc
Every time I bust my glizzy, sh*t be cleansin' my soul
Yeah, it's cleansin' my soul
A n*gga got dough and a n*gga got hoes
But will they still love me if a n*gga gotta go?
Sorry, I don't think so, time to close that back door