Accueil  💃🎤 Paroles de chanson Française et Internationnales

[AM]
Drop-top, headshot when your roof down
A Mally with the bali, got a new sound
Boop-boop-boop-boop, that´s a tre pound
And now your thinking that you should’a never came out

12-gauge dot-dot
Chat shit, get shot
This spot´s got hot, gotta change out
Catting for a hot-wok, or a steakhouse
And if my nigga don´t eat, I’mma spray rounds
And if my nigga got beef then it´s my war
How many niggas in your set would you die for?
And if your nigga got shot, would you shoot back?
You got a gun, but you don´t know how to use dat

Mind how you talk on the phone
My two pitbulls walk around on their own
It´s best that you leave me alone
My bro got his watch from Sierra Leone
Mind how you talk on the phone
My two pitbulls walk around on their own
It´s best that you leave me alone
My bro got his watch from Sierra Leone

[Chief Keef]
You got a trap but don´t know how to get it jumpin´
You in a fast car, but don´t even know how to push it
I’m in a fast car, getting T like I’m Pusha
You say you a killer, but now we gotta push ya´
Two 30’s under tee, like I´m Booker
Slide on ya late night, like a hooker
Send my young boy to smoke you like a hookah
They gon´ think that he a chef when he cook ya´
Pick a chop stick up, and chop you like a butcher
Take the magazine, now we pluggin’ like it´s hooked up
You be shootin´ in the air like your shit looked up
Let it go til´ ain´t no more like my shit booked up

[Skengdo]
They´re like "Skeng, you better calm down"
Your gonna end up locked or rottin´ in the ground
But they know I can´t stop, I gotta make the pound
Old school, out the window, wouldn´t make a sound
Hella man chatty, yeah they´re bitches
The bitches tellin´ me I should do kissing
She´s mythin´
Only the cash I´d be lipsing
The big ting, she shoves it in her mouth, she ain´t thinkin´
Dem man der fear the kitchen
But that´s cool, cah the corn game is different
You don´t wanna see my dargs when we risen
You don´t wanna see my dargs when we risen

[AM]
Mind how you talk on the phone
My two pitbulls walk around on their own
It´s best that you leave me alone
My bro got his watch from Sierra Leone
Mind how you talk on the phone
My two pitbulls walk around on their own
It´s best that you leave me alone
My bro got his watch from Sierra Leone

[AM]
Gimme one chance, gimme one chance
Shouts Drake but, I don´t need One Dance
Need a big red bone, what the bumboclaat?
And hometime, if she can´t hold firearms
I don´t fuck with that bitch, if that bitch is lame
The only reason she about cah´ she givin´ brain

And she a 10 out of 10, then I´m running game
And I attempt to catch a M, it´s in my fucking name
I attempt to catch a M, it´s in my fucking name
I attempt to catch a M, it´s in my fucking name
And she a 10 out of 10, then I´m running game
And I attempt to catch a M, it´s in my fucking name
I was upsuh, billin´ up, billin´ up grub
I´m a shotta, living up in the gutter
With a rasta
Spinner up, helicopter
Then I fucked up
Hit and run
I got sucked up

[AM]
Mind how you talk on the phone

My two pitbulls walk around on their own
It´s best that you leave me alone
My bro got his watch from Sierra Leone
Mind how you talk on the phone
My two pitbulls walk around on their own
It´s best that you leave me alone
My bro got his watch from Sierra Leone