CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Ron Artest
He pa**ed me the ball, yeah, he never pa**es me the ball
And he pa**ed me the ball
Kobe pa**ed me the ball and I shot a three, yeah
Yeah
N***as yelling through the stands, watch what you saying
Blowing peanut b***er cookie with my cup like jam (Perc)
Turn to a warrior, put a dub on your head
You don't wanna work, put some drugs in his hand (Yeah)
In a vert, put a top on that b*t*h like a hoodie (Melo)
Doing top speed while my hands on her goodies (Phew)
Dirty a** boy, why yo pop so muddy (Dirt)
Got so much cheese, I ain't trust nobody (Boy)
My mind f**ked up, can't f**k with nobody (Uh uh)
Dealing with heartbreak, I don't love nobody
If you wanna make a couple racks, come with me (c'mon)
You ain't gotta slip, blue kit one fifty (Blue)
Up that b*t*h, n***as turn into Ricky (Ricky)
Turn with a bag, n***as turning in [?] (Run)
Turn right 'round, I'm coming home wit it (I'm back)
It ain't bout guap, don't call my phone n***a
N***as real life dumb, I don't get along with it
Prolly gone f**k if I'm left alone with her (Phew)
I just can't pursue these rat a** b*t*hes cause they doing it for clout (clout)
Neighbors keep on peeking through window cause I'm running in and out
Grab the Draco off the couch (Grab the Draco off the couch)
I got mud in my ice tea (mud in my ice tea)
Rose gold on a white tee (rose gold on a white tee)
I heard this b*t*h wanna fight me, yeah, my b*t*hes don't sike me
Right now, I'm court side like Spike Lee (Yeah yeah)
Getting rich off rap, man, like [?] (?)
White lows, man I do 'em like twice a week
Couldn't talk to a rat [?], n***as weird
Thumb f**ked up ate Perc now I'm cured
Yeah, you in the streets but you lost, you a deer (Lost)
N***as riding for a rap buzz, I don't care (Why)
Miss me with the rap sh*t, I was there (Facts)
Live in the flesh, Ron Artest
Counted me out, came back I'ma champ (Ballin')
She just wanna suck a n***a dry, she a vamp (Ohh)
Told me f**k a new chair, I need a lamp (Light)
Ain't nobody put [?] on the map (Uh uh)
Free P, I'ma hold it down 'til he back (P)
That n***a face trippin' going live in the trap (Ya)
I got her right now, pouring lines with the racks
Ayy, Free Reek, I'ma hold it down 'til he here
Fifty thousands on me, gettin' head in the leer
This the big [?], got a bed in the leer
Baby going crazy, me and [?] in the chair
Four Pockets Full & SMG
Put the music to the side, b*t*h I'm signed to the streets
I'ma grind 'til I bleed
Never beg for what I need
strong, sh*t I'm looking for the beans
I just hit a don, yeah I'm looking for the lean
Coming from the worst, [?] 'til I [?]
Though I got 'em made, but they really double G's
You ain't never made enough to f**k up a hundred G's n***a
Ayy, sometimes I fell left out
Two hundred thousand in the bed so I'm stressed out
blessed now
Still going through the trenches
Still yelling, free my n***as
Know she happy that I did it
And he pa**ed me the ball
Kobe pa**ed me the ball and I shot a three, yeah
Yeah
N***as yelling through the stands, watch what you saying
Blowing peanut b***er cookie with my cup like jam (Perc)
Turn to a warrior, put a dub on your head
You don't wanna work, put some drugs in his hand (Yeah)
In a vert, put a top on that b*t*h like a hoodie (Melo)
Doing top speed while my hands on her goodies (Phew)
Dirty a** boy, why yo pop so muddy (Dirt)
Got so much cheese, I ain't trust nobody (Boy)
My mind f**ked up, can't f**k with nobody (Uh uh)
Dealing with heartbreak, I don't love nobody
If you wanna make a couple racks, come with me (c'mon)
You ain't gotta slip, blue kit one fifty (Blue)
Up that b*t*h, n***as turn into Ricky (Ricky)
Turn with a bag, n***as turning in [?] (Run)
Turn right 'round, I'm coming home wit it (I'm back)
It ain't bout guap, don't call my phone n***a
N***as real life dumb, I don't get along with it
Prolly gone f**k if I'm left alone with her (Phew)
I just can't pursue these rat a** b*t*hes cause they doing it for clout (clout)
Neighbors keep on peeking through window cause I'm running in and out
Grab the Draco off the couch (Grab the Draco off the couch)
I got mud in my ice tea (mud in my ice tea)
Rose gold on a white tee (rose gold on a white tee)
I heard this b*t*h wanna fight me, yeah, my b*t*hes don't sike me
Right now, I'm court side like Spike Lee (Yeah yeah)
Getting rich off rap, man, like [?] (?)
White lows, man I do 'em like twice a week
Couldn't talk to a rat [?], n***as weird
Thumb f**ked up ate Perc now I'm cured
Yeah, you in the streets but you lost, you a deer (Lost)
N***as riding for a rap buzz, I don't care (Why)
Miss me with the rap sh*t, I was there (Facts)
Live in the flesh, Ron Artest
Counted me out, came back I'ma champ (Ballin')
She just wanna suck a n***a dry, she a vamp (Ohh)
Told me f**k a new chair, I need a lamp (Light)
Ain't nobody put [?] on the map (Uh uh)
Free P, I'ma hold it down 'til he back (P)
That n***a face trippin' going live in the trap (Ya)
I got her right now, pouring lines with the racks
Ayy, Free Reek, I'ma hold it down 'til he here
Fifty thousands on me, gettin' head in the leer
This the big [?], got a bed in the leer
Baby going crazy, me and [?] in the chair
Four Pockets Full & SMG
Put the music to the side, b*t*h I'm signed to the streets
I'ma grind 'til I bleed
Never beg for what I need
strong, sh*t I'm looking for the beans
I just hit a don, yeah I'm looking for the lean
Coming from the worst, [?] 'til I [?]
Though I got 'em made, but they really double G's
You ain't never made enough to f**k up a hundred G's n***a
Ayy, sometimes I fell left out
Two hundred thousand in the bed so I'm stressed out
blessed now
Still going through the trenches
Still yelling, free my n***as
Know she happy that I did it
