Correction Paroles Can’t Stop Me Freestyle par Curly Savv

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Paroles

Uh
(Na-Na-Na-Narline)

Soon as I start how you gon' stop me?
I was just broke, now my pockets ocky
I'm still in the hood, buyin' [?] from ocky
I ain't have a [?], how I'm actin' c*cky?
Told her, "Pa** me the Glock", then she said, "Copy"
At the top it get lonely, I don't know who got me, uh
Countin' this guacamole while I'm smokin' this broccoli, yeah
I'm from Brooklyn where they killed Biggie and Pac
He got hit up, n***a, who shot you?
I'm that n***a, shorty, so I got you
She shakin' it up for the bucks
As long as you safe, shorty, I can't knock you
I would not do what the opps do
He got shot like he got [?]
She a bop but I call her thot too
I make the c*ck touch shorty' tonsil
I'm a player, baby, I play the game
But it's game over [?]
My shooter a Dread, Chiеf Keef, let it bang
Feel like Michael Smith, I'ma lеt it rain
UZI, n***as don't know them
You get hit, you [?] like Logan
Let off fifty before I reload it
I get busy, them n***as should know it
Keep ooters wit' me like the navy
I give her the Casa', shorty, go crazy
Move proper, better be safety
wit' the three-eighty
Yeah, and they love my drip, love my swag, uh
I will chase these chips, I'ma get to bag

Yeah, big Glock, like
I'm not the one to f**k with, like
N***as know when I play
I'm comin' to clutch sh*t, swish

Let's talk 'bout the days that I spent
Tryna figure it out
Ain't no food in the crib with a fridge in the house
Mama did what she could, look, we made it out
That's why I need me a mill' right now
They don't understand how I feel right now
And I'm still in field right now
How you want me to chill? Can't chill right now
Under pressure, I would never fold
I'ma do better, put that on my soul
92 Beretta, hide it in my clothes
I could never trust a soul
And I'd never go back to the old life

I'd never go back to my old life, man
It's bigger and better from there, big Glocky, gllah

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