Below, I translated the lyrics of the song Soul Cry by Fredo Bang from German to English.
These English lyric translations are not yet verified.
I put my trust up in this dirty pistol
I put my trust up in this dirty pistol
Can't put my trust up in no dirty nigga
Can't put my trust up in no dirty nigga
I had the stick on me when I worked at
I had the stick on me when I worked at
They play games and hid like turtles nigga
They play games and hide like turtles nigga
that's why we murder niggas
that's why we murder niggas
I know a pastor with a body nigga
I know a pastor with a body nigga
So I don't read no Bible scriptures
So I don't read any Bible scriptures
I hopped off that porch with the torch, nigga
I hopped off that porch with the torch, nigga
We make pistols spark when it's dark nigga
We make pistols spark when it's dark nigga
I hopped off that porch with the torch nigga
I hopped off that porch with the torch nigga
We make pistols spark when it's dark nigga
We make pistols spark when it's dark nigga
Lord can You hear my soul cry?
Lord can you hear my soul cry?
(You know the Bible a lie
(You know the Bible a lie
You hear me? But I still)
You hear me? But I still)
I ain't prayed in a while, yeah
I ain't prayed in a while, yeah
Yeah, the only thing that make me happy
Yeah, the only thing that makes me happy
Ain't tryna see no fuckin' pastor
Ain't tryna see no fuckin' pastor
Is when we walk a nigga down
Is when we walk a nigga down
(That nigga doin' worser than me
(That nigga doin' worse than me
You hear me?)
You hear me?)
I know a gangster ass nigga put
I know a gangster ass nigga put
His stick before his kids
His stick before his kids
I believe in God, I pray to him before I sin
I believe in God, I pray to him before I sin
Many tried, many died
Many tried, many died
Felt the flame from the gat
Felt the flame from the gat
Six feet under dirt, dig 'em up
Six feet under dirt, dig 'em up
You want him back
You want him back
I could go stupid with this dirty SIG
I could go stupid with this dirty SIG
I'ma put you on the front page
I'ma put you on the front page
'fore you take my momma kid
'fore you take my momma kid
I'm out my body, out my top
I'm out my body, out my top
I'm out my fuckin league, yeah
I'm out of my fucking league, yeah
Big ol' stepper, head dresser
Big ol' stepper, head dresser
Tell me how you want your wig?
Tell me how you want your wig?
Split his shit and do a bid
Split his shit and make a bid
I get jiggy with that stick, we can dance
I get jiggy with that stick, we can dance
We could tango
We could tango
If I want him bad
If I want him bad
Hop his fence fuck a gate code
Hop his fence fuck a gate code
If he try me then he fucked like
If he tried me then he fucked like
A bitch off of Bang Bros
A bitch off of Bang Bros
I'm thuggin' I can't help it
I'm thuggin' I can't help it
Told the Lord that I can't go
Told the Lord that I can't go
I hopped off that porch with the torch, nigga
I hopped off that porch with the torch, nigga
We make pistols spark when it's dark nigga
We make pistols spark when it's dark nigga
I hopped off that porch with the torch nigga
I hopped off that porch with the torch nigga
We make pistols spark when it's dark nigga
We make pistols spark when it's dark nigga
Lord, can You hear my soul cry?
Lord, can You hear my soul cry?
I ain't prayed in a while, yeah
I ain't prayed in a while, yeah
Yeah, the only thing that make me happy
Yeah, the only thing that makes me happy
Is when we walk a nigga down
Is when we walk a nigga down
I put my trust up in this dirty pistol
I put my trust up in this dirty pistol
Can't put my trust up in no dirty nigga
Can't put my trust up in no dirty nigga
I had the stick on me when I worked at
I had the stick on me when I worked at
They play games and hid like turtles nigga
They play games and hide like turtles nigga
that's why we murder niggas
that's why we murder niggas
I know a pastor with a body nigga
I know a pastor with a body nigga
So I don't read no Bible scriptures
So I don't read any Bible scriptures
You know the Bible a lie
You know the Bible a lie
You hear me? But I still
You hear me? But I still
I still praise God, you hear me?
I still praise God, do you hear me?
But the Bible is a lie
But the Bible is a lie
I ain't tryna see no fuckin' pastor
I ain't tryna see no fuckin' pastor
That nigga doin' worser than me
That nigga doin' worse than me
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