Correction Paroles Tribe par No Savage

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[Intro]
Uh head of me
I don't think none of em real, most of em scared of me, scared of me
Oh that's yo old lil' bitch she givin' head to me, head to me uh uh
Head to me uh think they ahead of me
Uh think they ahead of me

[Bridge]
I just be cautious whenever I'm fried
I'm sippin' wock but no I ain't tired
I'm wit' the mob that's a hunnit man tribe
We made a hunnit bands sellin' them pies
Can't let em dog, you bitches will try it
Can't keep loving bitches that keep switchin' sides
If I want get my opp then I'm sleepin' on mine
Trap today and tomorrow, repeating my grind

[Hook]
I don't be fuckin' wit' niggas, they think they ahead of me, ahead of me
Most of them niggas be cap and half of em scared of me, scared of me
You fell in love wit' the bitch and she givin' that head to me, head to me
I use to fuck wit' them niggas now all of them dead to me, dead to me
I'm bussin' swerves in Maryland, you know I'm servin', I'm really workin' uh
Whenever I see em it's curtains, lift up the Glizzy I hit em on purpose uh
Ain't none of these niggas gon' murder none
And I only fuck wit' the thoroughs ones
We in the trap wit' so many guns
Kick in his door and take all of his funds

[Verse]
Nobody know how I came up, that shit was hard so I had to make me a way
I could've gave em the game but all of em changed so I couldn't give it away
My bitch know I'm thuggin' so she tryin' save me
She tell me I'm wrong on a daily
A nigga get hurt then that shit gon' be crazy
But it's gon' be alright I'm 'bout to be famous uh
I feel like my bitch gon' be gone 'cause it ain't no strings attached, strings attached
I'm goin' through shit on my own, I feel like a maniac, maniac
Not mad that niggas got up on me, them niggas had to try, had to try
It's time to put spank on they ass, I hope they ain't sad to die (sad to die)
I spank em right on his behind, say they ain't hidin', them niggas lyin' uh
She lettin' me down while I'm tryin', I need a line I ain't gon' wine uh
I want em come out and play 'cause I'm tired of spyin', I'm on they line uh
Them niggas think that I'm playin', whip out my iron, blow up his ride uh
I just be cautious whenever I'm fried
I'm sippin' wock but no I ain't tired
I'm wit' the mob that's a hunnit man tribe
We made a hunnit bands sellin' them pies
Can't let em dog, you bitches will try it
Can't keep loving bitches that keep switchin' sides
If I want get my opp then I'm sleepin' on mine
Trap today and tomorrow, repeating my grind

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