Timujin Kahn - God Bless (feat. Bub Wick) Lyrics

You doin dirt out in these trenches
God bless your soul
You shake your to feed them children
God bless your soul
You got to walk around with that pistol
God bless your soul
You got to watch out for them hittas
God bless your soul

Grind hard no sleep
Its stepped on if the cokes if the coke cheap
Hot block police
Blue steel cold heat
Shorty got four kids to feed and they are not having
No feasts
Whatever you do God bless your soul born into a world that's
Cold
Racing to destruction but you know you got to get that gold
Kiss the kids grab your pistol then you hit the
Road
Make your moves and just remember to respect the
Code
Make the wrong move around me
God bless ya soul

You doin dirt out in these trenches
God bless your soul
You shake your to feed them children
God bless your soul
You got to walk around with that pistol
God bless your soul
You got to watch out for them hittas
God bless your soul

When I pulled the 40 on him man that nigga
Froze
Look him in the eye then I knew I had him cold
He on the floor now the Nigga begging for his
Soul
I thought you was a gangsta now it's time to get
Exposed
Baby girl do you
All your plans gon to fall through
People passing judgments
But they see you making boss moves
Ups and downs in life
We all got our woes
But if it's one thing I'll pray is that
God bless our souls

You doin dirt out in these trenches
God bless your soul
You shake your to feed them children
God bless your soul
You got to walk around with that pistol
God bless your soul
You got to watch out for them hittas
God bless your soul
You doin dirt out in these trenches
God bless your soul
You shake your to feed them children
God bless your soul
You got to walk around with that pistol
God bless your soul
You got to watch out for them hittas
God bless your soul