Correction Paroles Takeoff par King Von

Featuring(s) : Yungeen Ace

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[Intro: King Von]
Uh, nah, nah (SK808, nigga)
Uh, yeah (Von)
What? Huh?

[Verse 1: King Von]
Calboy, these niggas envy me (They envying me)
I be drilling shit like it's ten of me (Like it's ten of me)
Price is high, they want forty a key (They want what?)
I got some shorties with some forties, they shooting for free (Boom, boom, boom)
Ain't no nigga shooting me (He ain't)
We got fifties on them Glocks (Boom, boom)
Been spinning niggas blocks, these bullets RIPs (What? What? Boom, boom)
So much smoke, it's hard to breathe (It is)
Niggas acting like they hard, so we come, pull they cards (What? Huh?)
Let the police do they job, nigga (Damn, damn)
'Fore  you get robbed, nigga (You get robbed)
Sit and talk with him, yeah, a lot of hawked niggas (What? Boom)
Better play it smart, nigga, 'fore we white chalk niggas (Play it smart)
Niggas cheap, I bought niggas (What?)
We made Jesus walk with him, you better not get caught, nigga

[Verse 2: Yungeen Ace]
Hold on, wait, bro, who's that? (Like, wait)
I'm tryna see, is that the opps? You know we spinning back (Hold on, spin back)
Police can't even catch this car, bitch, this a Hellcat (Skrrt)
You know we smoking dead opps and they can't get 'em back (They dead)
Walk in the club with the gang, surrounded by them shooters (Them shooters)
We got them extensions on them Glocks, every gun got a ruler (It got a ruler)
How the fuck Ace go where he go? Wait, who the fuck finna play with Ace? (Like, who?)
That boy got bodies, cheat code (Cheat code)
No, I can't trust no freak hoes, that boy a rat, yeah, he told
The opps not outside, them boys be hiding now (Them boys be hiding now)
That boy took two to his head, they knock his mind out (Grrt, bang)
And even though I'm out of time, I got that iron out (I got that iron out)
Bitch, if you play me like a pussy, put it on my momma, gon' be a bang out (Banger)

[Verse 3: King Von]
Ayy, I switched to fully (Fully), black Timbs and hoodie (What?)
All Star, you a rookie (Rookie), ain't gave me shit, I took it (What? Huh?)
I be in your city with a semi if them niggas book me (Yeah, yeah)
Niggas acting hard, we go nuts if find out niggas pussy (Boom, boom)
Roll him up and leave him kush (Boom)
I'm on the edge, don't push me (Boom, boom)
Play with me, be dodging bullets (What?)
I don't squash no beef, I cook it (What? What?)
And we ain't even buy a gun, we took it (Nah, we took it from a goofy)
My clips extends, movies (Extends, movies)
You got a gun, you ain't gon' use it (Boom, boom)

[Outro: Yungeen Ace]
Boom, haha
Ayy, rest up my nigga King Von, nigga
Know how we rocking, nigga
You know I fuck with you, you know what I'm talking 'bout?
I couldn't even come over here and put another verse 'cause the vibe ain't the same
I shoulda finished this bitch when we was together last time
Nigga know how I'm rocking though
Long live King Von, bitch

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