Til´ the paddywagon pull up and cuff us My pants saggin´, I´m double cup Southside, hustle inside, hustle outside, I don´t give a fuck
I might beam ya up, you won´t get it up You wanna shoot dice, we could do somethin´ In the club with like 30 bands, going hard til´ like 2 somethin´ Go live on em, hit vibes on em Niggas lie bout it, I´m fly on em My lil´ niggas, on my corner, they rap too, they trap too Pull up broad day, you know the raw way With the rod play, bap-ap you Lil´ Mocha said and Dearcy, Beeto and Brian just called me Uptown Beezy, lil´ Jeremy nook in my brother sprite no talkin´ Bring yappas out, pass by your house, December feelin´ like August Pullin´ up on murder street, my uncles clutchin´ revolvers
Hear anything about ?´s green, you play with that, I´m gon´ off ya 20 years in, rap hustlin´, got in the game I´m hawkin´ Audemars, I´m ballin´, bitch you love, I´m doggin´ Last old lady, took my feelings like Soulja Slim, no fallin´ She thinking she special, paid her, told her get to stepping, retawdid´!
I ain´t got shit to do but cook like I was from Virginia These niggas lyin´ in they rhymes, you could stop pretending My pants saggin´ in this bitch, don´t give a fuck who feel me
And if you disrespect me nigga, you gon´ have to kill me Bitch, I´mma die bout it Nigga, I´mma die bout it I´m from where niggas get it on We don´t cry bout it You say a nigga disrespect you, nigga ride bout it I know some pussy niggas scared, probably hide bout it
Faggot throwing water at the event at my show Catch him on the rebound I wanna see if could catch what I throw Look 20, bands, 30, bands, 40, bands, 50, bands Get ´em captured, get ´em splattered All in traffic, bout that action Yea it´s, up there, up there, up there
Did a show don´t give a, fuck there We´ll come up there Niggas from where I come up at Taught to up that Shoot to kill, don´t discuss that Done that, fuck that, fuck that, fuck that Breath easy, this street sweeper go "Hree-hree!" And delete people Taking pictures all in front my car, is like dick-puller, I mean meat-beater I met your mom, you had a good life I fuck with your dawg, I don´t fuck with you As soon as that nigga went to jail you start doin´ shit that a busta do You don´t know how to keep it street, reason why? You not a street nigga My uncle, mama, grandmother, thuggin´ Grew up in the street, real street nigga
Not a local rapper in your own city, boy you look disgusting You lil´ ugly, black, dirty, dusty, dingy Pockets empty, mouth look like a place a toothbrush never entered Young Get ´Em!
I ain´t got shit to do but cook like I was from Virginia These niggas lyin´ in they rhymes, you could stop pretending My pants saggin´ in this bitch, don´t give a fuck who feel me And if you disrespect me nigga, you gon´ have to kill me Bitch, I´mma die bout it Nigga, I´mma die bout it I´m from where niggas get it on
We don´t cry bout it You say a nigga disrespect you, nigga ride bout it I know some pussy niggas scared, probably hide bout it
Me and Stroke by myself, you know we in a black coupe thang, you heard me? Me and Stroke down there thuggin´ by ourself You know we just, yeah all in that bitch, retawdid You know, nigga ain´t tell us nothin´, you heard me? You know every time I see that lil´ bitch, he dont´t move by himself He got a whole lil´ entourage and shit you heard me?
That´s a sign of weakness You know a real ´vic will sit back, and look a nigga just like weakness I ain´t takin´ no diss shots at no nigga man, I´m just statin´ them facts you heard me Nigga ain´t kept it street, I spoke about it, nigga caught feelings like a bitch would do, you heard me? So, I just know that when you do a bitch, you just yeah Look, go do what you want to, you´s a renegade ho The worst thing you can give any nigga or bitch is rejection You know hoes love attention You ain´t got to have a pussy to be a ho A ho is somebody that just want attention from another man They got a lot of hoes with dicks, outchea
Right now, you know me keep that thang all the way street You know I be listening at these niggas talk Mane you ain´t gangsta, you ain´t gutta, you ain´t grimy, you ain´t shinin´, you ain´t grindin´ Look I´mma leave that there what it is Look, B.W.A Kevin Gates For President All the way retawdid´!
Accueil
💃🎤 Paroles de chanson Française et Internationnales