CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : BILLY MP3
That's my word, get up in they face
Talk your sh*t, let your nuts drag, n***a
These n***as just runnin' out they f**kin' mouth, man
Follow protocol, Blood, get in they f**kin' chest, n***a
(Sc*m Gang!)
We the f**kin' M.O.B., n***a
These n***as bleed different
We don't bleed, n***a
We make n***as bleed, Blood
TR3YWAY
These n***as say they heard of me, I ain't heard of you
Get the f**k up out my f**kin' face, 'fore I murder you
b*t*h n***as always jackin' Blood, but I know they fu
Whole squad full of f**kin' killers, I'm a killer too
Sending shots, shots, shots, shots, shots, n***a
Everybody gettin' pop, pop, popped, n***a
The thing go "rrrah, rrrah, rrrah, rrrah, rrrah," n***a
We send shots, shots, shots, shots, shots, n***a
It's always 6ix9ine this and 6ix9ine that
n***as on my d**k and on my yack
These n***as lookin' for me, you could hit my jack
I done dropped my address, y'all know where 6ix9ine at
I don't flock, yeah, nine to his back like Ibaka
Baka, not nice, with the f**kin' choppa
Pop 'em, scope on the n***a, who shot ya?
Dropped him, somebody call a f**kin' doctor!
d**k up in the pu**y, bet that sh*t get gushy, gushy
She want the whole gang bussin' all in her pu**y
I want the drip, drip while I get my d**k licked
Lil' sick b*t*h, lickin' on my d**k tip
She a freak ho, f**k her, she on beast mode
Arch your back, put your hands on your knees, ho
I'm on beast mode, shoot you through your peep-hole
Said he want smoke, I don't really see it though
Talk your sh*t, let your nuts drag, n***a
These n***as just runnin' out they f**kin' mouth, man
Follow protocol, Blood, get in they f**kin' chest, n***a
(Sc*m Gang!)
We the f**kin' M.O.B., n***a
These n***as bleed different
We don't bleed, n***a
We make n***as bleed, Blood
TR3YWAY
These n***as say they heard of me, I ain't heard of you
Get the f**k up out my f**kin' face, 'fore I murder you
b*t*h n***as always jackin' Blood, but I know they fu
Whole squad full of f**kin' killers, I'm a killer too
Sending shots, shots, shots, shots, shots, n***a
Everybody gettin' pop, pop, popped, n***a
The thing go "rrrah, rrrah, rrrah, rrrah, rrrah," n***a
We send shots, shots, shots, shots, shots, n***a
It's always 6ix9ine this and 6ix9ine that
n***as on my d**k and on my yack
These n***as lookin' for me, you could hit my jack
I done dropped my address, y'all know where 6ix9ine at
I don't flock, yeah, nine to his back like Ibaka
Baka, not nice, with the f**kin' choppa
Pop 'em, scope on the n***a, who shot ya?
Dropped him, somebody call a f**kin' doctor!
d**k up in the pu**y, bet that sh*t get gushy, gushy
She want the whole gang bussin' all in her pu**y
I want the drip, drip while I get my d**k licked
Lil' sick b*t*h, lickin' on my d**k tip
She a freak ho, f**k her, she on beast mode
Arch your back, put your hands on your knees, ho
I'm on beast mode, shoot you through your peep-hole
Said he want smoke, I don't really see it though
