SpotEmGottem - Sosa Flow lyrics

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