Correction Paroles Lose Lose par Jim Jones

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Somebody call the Fraud Department
La Música de Harry Fraud
Ha ha
You know what we on
Is your pieces hittin' n***a?

I'm still in and out the hood with the bag on me
Done done n***as good then went bad on me
Felt like Suge in '96 with the red rag on me
The way I've been tacklin' sh*t, they should put pads on me
Plays change, so I might call a audible
Turn a AR to a pistol n***a, now the gun's portable
We gon' ride like the tank is on a quarter full
Got us feelin' like robbin' a bank is what we oughta do
They talk of smoke like I'm too rich to slide
I drop a bag and they told mе that's how much a b*t*h had cried
We let that hеat do us like the [?] [0:35] skies
And I used to cook up coke in the same pot the chicken fried (Lucky)
You gotta watch the wicked media
They tryna find my network on Wikipedia (Facts)
I can't recall tellin' that b*t*h that I needed her (Sheesh)
If she a bad b*t*h, n***a tell me where they breeded her (f**ker)

sh*t, now that sound like a lose lose
I'm [?] fast with the who's whos
We been puttin' masks on for the new flus
n***a I still run around pocket full of new blues

sh*t, now that sound like a lose lose
I been [?] fast with the who's whos
We been puttin' masks on for the new flus
n***a I still run around pocket full of new blues

M's in the bank, over eight hundred credit (I'm loaded)
Word is my bond, it's gon' rain if I said (Factual)
If we shoot a movie, it's no way we can edit (Uh uh)
We just charge it to the game 'cause we love playin' with debit
We a [?] [1:20] liquid like this water on my neck
b*t*h that's for sure, it's no shortage on the flex
I got a jewelry box with Audemars and Pateks
We be playin' Call of Duty, goin' to war [on a jet?] [1:28]
When I'm hungry, four course meal on the yacht deck
on the dock, got his watch wet
Been talkin' beef, you ain't run up on a opp yet
We been ready to shoot like the clock tickin' with the shot left
All these new rappers, they just rap for clout
Happened to them choppas you was rappin' 'bout?
If my name slip out your lips then I'ma slap ya mouth
Start frontin' on us, we start backin' out

sh*t, now that sound like a lose lose
I been [?] fast with the who's whos
We been puttin' masks on for the new flus
n***a I still run around pocket full of new blues

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