Correction Paroles Go 2 Hell par Ronny J

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(Ronny J, what's up, man?)

I'm from the bottom, so I've seen this sh*t
They ain't really think I'd make it and I mean this sh*t
Damn, I ain't really with that fighting my demons sh*t
I just grab the chopper, 'bout to go right where my demons live
She told me, "Go to Hell"
'Cause she caught me f**king on a b*t*h at the hotel
Should have never paid for all them wigs and all them nails
f**k it, then I'm back up on my sh*t, I might as well
Uh, I was young and I was out there jugging in the fields

Brodie just came home, he out there thugging, yeah, still
'Member I had zеro, need a hundred damn mill'
n***as want some damn grills
In my city, n***as spin and do it for the damn thrill
Gеt the chicken, but I'm hungry like I'm missing damn meals
Brodie scoring off the trap, he got hand in hand skills
They ain't scoring off the raps 'cause we know it ain't real
n***as hanging 'round rats, how I know he won't squeal?
And I'm signed up, f**k a deal
Uh, strapped up, Navy SEAL
n***as bugging off pills
Uh, act up and get peeled
Uh, this money'll get you killed, I swear that I've seen this sh*t
I wanna be rich, I swear that these n***as just wanna be seen and sh*t
Get the new whip right off of the lot, right out of the dealership
I'm making them feel this sh*t
These n***as be weird and sh*t
These n***as be lame
It's our game, n***a, we got bank
Bad b*t*h brown, but her inside pink
He get the bag and he start to change
He come around, gotta tuck his chains

Double cup, I'm pouring seals
If it's up, it's on the ceiling, n***as spin until you killed
She was everything to you, but to me, she just a kill
n***a, where the f**k was you? Mommy couldn't pay her bills
All that talking, we ain't into that, n***as loud in that Prius
All that hate come from the internet, it's smiles when they see us
Hood Fav, n***as know it from the towns overseas
And she smiling when she see me, now she down on her knees
Loud Cannatique, I got pounds of this weed
She got ass in her jeans and she bounce it for me
I'm in London, walking with a lot of pounds in my jeans
I be thinking like, "Is she gon' hold it down for the team?"
Nah, she not
n***as infiltrating like cops
Where I'm from, they only send shots
All them n***as know is bend blocks
More money, getting more chops
I gotta take this sh*t up to the top
I was hurting 'cause my pockets was popped
I run it up, but it's not gonna stop
Had a nightmare I was stuck on the block

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