Correction Paroles Exit 52 par Soldier Kidd

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Yeah (who that is?)
Lil b*t*h, you know where I'm from
Delray, Hell-ray motherf**ker
I touch every beat b*t*h, yeah yeah
Maserati go crazy, uh

Exit 52, sh*t get tragic
I'm from south side like that n***a Magic
I be trippin' but I'm never lackin'
Green Bay Packers, I need pack in
I quit that rap sh*t, now a n***a snappin'
You ain't heard of me, well baby get at me
And I'm poppin' every n***a like an athlete
All my n***as they be rappin' and trappin'
All my n***as they be fly like Aladdin
I'm in these streets, I don't do the Instagraming
You should get a Grammy the way you actin'
Lil whoadie say that she love my accent

My n***as in the B2, n***a who the f**k is you?
And I'm Exit 52, where that sh*t get cruel
All my youngins on the move, shawty like the way I groove
'Cause I'm Exit 52, and I'm bangin' with my tool
N***as in the B2, n***a who the f**k is you?
And I'm Exit 52, where that sh*t get cruel
All my youngins on the move, shawty like the way I groove
'Cause I'm Exit 52, and I'm bangin' with my tool
Threw away the deuce deuce, and I came up on the flute
And I went to hit a lick just to get a pair of shoes
Trigger Nick with the stick, and I call that boy a glue
N***a how are you the shooter, you ain't even must shoot
N***as think I'm state trooper 'cause I'm always on the move
N***a gotta get the loot, people beggin' for some food
N***as end up on the news, and my mama came from Haiti
Just so she could f**kin' prove you can do what you wanna do

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