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Artiste : Hotboy Wes
Titre : Before the Deal
Bitch, I got roguish ways
Been through major pain, so I´m soldier made
Walkin´ through the bottom with that chopper on my shoulder blades

Yellin´, "Who want war with me?"
We gon´ spin and we gon´ spin again until the car dizzy
Everywhere I go I got my bro, I keep my boy wit´ me
I ain´t talkin´ pistols when I say I keep a toy wit´ me
Pull up foreign car, look from afar and see a star ceiling
I ain´t got a fear, my vision clear ´cause I got God with me
I´ma up the sco´, bitch, I´ma blow, I got that rod with me
Know we get retarded in your party if my squad with me
You can check my resume, I swear I used to rob niggas
Got it out the mud now I´m livin´ like I´m all figured

Push-to-start Porsche, this bitch came from pushin´ pills
Came from Section 8, a long way from where I live
Dissin´ on the dead when you ain´t really do that drill
Got up on that stain, they sent your man away for years
Bitch, I´m out the trenches, I really was missin´ meals
Emotions made me distant, I got niggas that got killed
Know these niggas don´t like me, So Icy, they better chill
Ask Wop where I was before the deal, I´m for real

I be thuggin´ with that hammer out

Landlord, bitch, and he tryna kick my lil´ family out
Grew up in the bottom, a lotta roaches on countertops
Told my son, "It´s your future, you can be a astronaut"
Paint a bigger portrait, I got stories I can´t televise
Niggas say they be off in our trenches, but they never noddin´
I jumped off the porch, y´all niggas took the scary route
I know she a opp, but I fuck her, she got wetter top
Niggas swear they gunnin´, but be runnin´ when that metal pop
I´m that same youngin that was bummin´ at my daddy´s spot

Niggas just be cappin´, ain´t no action when that addy drop
Put that on my gang, bitch, my name the one they brag about

Push-to-start Porsche, this bitch came from pushin´ pills
Came from Section 8, a long way from where I live
Dissin´ on the dead when you ain´t really do that drill
Got up on that stain, they sent your man away for years
Bitch, I´m out the trenches, I really was missin´ meals
Emotions made me distant, I got niggas that got killed
Know these niggas don´t like me, So Icy, they better chill

Ask Wop where I was before the deal, I´m for real