CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : CHARLES MANSON
I hide under the bed i'm with all the monsters
You look like a Christian best pay you them crosses
You actin real iffy I think you imposter
I feel like a gargoyle I'm in the Impala
Try to run out man that sh*t can get rowdy
Feds on my head but I will not get caught up
Stop playing it off acting like I'm sorry
This ain't no game Atari
like don't get that b*t*h started
It's the special ed it might go retarded
I jumped off the porch b*t*h I feel like I'm bossed up
Come in my way and that boy getting crossed up
Call me lil butcher cause I get you chopped up
Book us a b*t*h so she gеtting me topped up
Feel like policе cause they tryna stop us
I pull up the party I'm with all the robbers
I pull up the party I'm with all the choppers
I just took a xan I stay out the goblin
Will feed everyone all my team is all starvin
I cannot love her she callin me heartless
I'm movin weight out of her apartment
Tell them I'm showing up like a market
His body gone drop and this gun love to mark sh*t
And she like shawty let's dance
I get the bands up in my pants
I make her twerk I make her dance
Mini draco gone f**k up my stance
What do you need lemme know in advance
83
Now-Now i'm boutta flex on these boys just watch
Like watch how I run up get dumped with the Glock
B*t*h this Mac got a mag it hold 32 shots
If you want you get popped then we skirt off the lot
And this sh*t picture perfect cause I like to crop
I ain't talkin to you that boy look like a cop
Got a steel on my hip watch my stick when I walk
We seal up his lips if that boy like to talk
Origami paper these rappers were made to fold
I could give 2 f**ks about what you sayin hoe
Don't open that mouth if it's not for fellatio
Cause 5 broads wanna meet that's the ratio
This b*t*h too pu**y to put me the radio
Gimme some bread like just for a cameo
I'm in a whip with some guns and a scary hoe
I'm takin shrooms just like i'm Mario
Shawty start leakin I come through the stereo
B*t*h I pull up with a fake hoe
I finesse her with my muhf**kin bank roll
I-I-I just got out of the K hoe
B*t*h I put 2 xans right in my fuego
You no-You not on my payroll
He talkin sh*t then I let the cake go
You eatin bullets like chips as a [?]
She said I thought I was faithful
Swim in her pu**y i'm straight out the navel
We lacin this sh*t you don't know it's your nasal
These rappers be sweet man they sweet like some mayo
I-I'll do this sh*t just as long as i'm able
I'm holdin 2 Glocks 1 Cain and 1 Abel
I got the Glocks in my hand I got 2 of em
I got the beams in my pocket i'm movin em
They actin iffy these bullets go through em
Stop all that talkin and just put yo hands up
Gucci my waist it's keepin my pants up
Get put in yo place if you even try to stand up
This sh*t isn't funny this sh*t isn't stand up
The percy taste nice when it come out the fan
These dealers are pu**y get em lined like a stanza
Food in my clip b*t*h I tow bananas
One day I will skirt off in a phantom
My Glock had a fit it's throwin a tantrum
Come in with 2 guns that sh*t lookin tandem
Think i'm startin to feel like Charles Manson
Bullets in the field got em prancin
All these fake rappers I don't understand it
If I pull up then you know we do damage
Shoot up his crib shoot up his carriage
B*t*h I do Glocks I don't do marriage
look like a terrorist
She gave me mouth like a muhf**kin therapist
I do not play around with muhf**kin [?]
Gettin erased if you think you are irritant
I take yo shawty I buy that b*t*h Louis Vuiton
Grab new gun
Pu**y b*t*h started grabbing the drum
Ok you done
I pray that [?]
Okay I spaz like where is your funeral?
Nothing to laugh at when you grabbing your uniform
I just go numb so don't ask for the usual
I just got past [?]
taking all these pills at the rage
Pu**y mistake for the aim that I take
I don't got love for the damn game
I just go numb so I can show you the pain
Aye
Ready your cabin [?]
I swear you gonna pa** us b*t*h
You like a mannequin
I just know savage sh*t
Free my bro, missing him
You a pu**y b*t*h
I got the [?]
Visit the gutter I made to fix
Opp you don't want no smoke
Get it like her
Got castles [?]
You a pu**y a** b*t*h I'll keep it for a buck
I get so numb
All snakes in the gra** got murder on the front
I got the hate, run up the cage
You don't want fate
Look at me now
I don't want snakes
All you sh*t
All you sh*t
You a pu**y a** b*t*h
All the time when I get with the grip
You don't want smoke when I get that zip
I know that I got everything on me
On my mind if you want that fit
Okay okay
Reload with the f**king clip I'm on it yuh
I got [?] that I'm thinking that I'm dropping uh
Lets all automatic uh
I got hella panic uh
Can't get caught in traffic uh
Wish you got that action uh
I don't think that you about it uh
That sh*t funny to me aye
I just want-I just want-just to rest in peace
F**k yo team, f**k yo team
I don't rock with them aye
That sh*t really fake when you f**king on that
I got more of this aye
You don't want the clip aye aye aye
This the end of the bit
You a fake a** hoe lil b*t*h
You look like a Christian best pay you them crosses
You actin real iffy I think you imposter
I feel like a gargoyle I'm in the Impala
Try to run out man that sh*t can get rowdy
Feds on my head but I will not get caught up
Stop playing it off acting like I'm sorry
This ain't no game Atari
like don't get that b*t*h started
It's the special ed it might go retarded
I jumped off the porch b*t*h I feel like I'm bossed up
Come in my way and that boy getting crossed up
Call me lil butcher cause I get you chopped up
Book us a b*t*h so she gеtting me topped up
Feel like policе cause they tryna stop us
I pull up the party I'm with all the robbers
I pull up the party I'm with all the choppers
I just took a xan I stay out the goblin
Will feed everyone all my team is all starvin
I cannot love her she callin me heartless
I'm movin weight out of her apartment
Tell them I'm showing up like a market
His body gone drop and this gun love to mark sh*t
And she like shawty let's dance
I get the bands up in my pants
I make her twerk I make her dance
Mini draco gone f**k up my stance
What do you need lemme know in advance
83
Now-Now i'm boutta flex on these boys just watch
Like watch how I run up get dumped with the Glock
B*t*h this Mac got a mag it hold 32 shots
If you want you get popped then we skirt off the lot
And this sh*t picture perfect cause I like to crop
I ain't talkin to you that boy look like a cop
Got a steel on my hip watch my stick when I walk
We seal up his lips if that boy like to talk
Origami paper these rappers were made to fold
I could give 2 f**ks about what you sayin hoe
Don't open that mouth if it's not for fellatio
Cause 5 broads wanna meet that's the ratio
This b*t*h too pu**y to put me the radio
Gimme some bread like just for a cameo
I'm in a whip with some guns and a scary hoe
I'm takin shrooms just like i'm Mario
Shawty start leakin I come through the stereo
B*t*h I pull up with a fake hoe
I finesse her with my muhf**kin bank roll
I-I-I just got out of the K hoe
B*t*h I put 2 xans right in my fuego
You no-You not on my payroll
He talkin sh*t then I let the cake go
You eatin bullets like chips as a [?]
She said I thought I was faithful
Swim in her pu**y i'm straight out the navel
We lacin this sh*t you don't know it's your nasal
These rappers be sweet man they sweet like some mayo
I-I'll do this sh*t just as long as i'm able
I'm holdin 2 Glocks 1 Cain and 1 Abel
I got the Glocks in my hand I got 2 of em
I got the beams in my pocket i'm movin em
They actin iffy these bullets go through em
Stop all that talkin and just put yo hands up
Gucci my waist it's keepin my pants up
Get put in yo place if you even try to stand up
This sh*t isn't funny this sh*t isn't stand up
The percy taste nice when it come out the fan
These dealers are pu**y get em lined like a stanza
Food in my clip b*t*h I tow bananas
One day I will skirt off in a phantom
My Glock had a fit it's throwin a tantrum
Come in with 2 guns that sh*t lookin tandem
Think i'm startin to feel like Charles Manson
Bullets in the field got em prancin
All these fake rappers I don't understand it
If I pull up then you know we do damage
Shoot up his crib shoot up his carriage
B*t*h I do Glocks I don't do marriage
look like a terrorist
She gave me mouth like a muhf**kin therapist
I do not play around with muhf**kin [?]
Gettin erased if you think you are irritant
I take yo shawty I buy that b*t*h Louis Vuiton
Grab new gun
Pu**y b*t*h started grabbing the drum
Ok you done
I pray that [?]
Okay I spaz like where is your funeral?
Nothing to laugh at when you grabbing your uniform
I just go numb so don't ask for the usual
I just got past [?]
taking all these pills at the rage
Pu**y mistake for the aim that I take
I don't got love for the damn game
I just go numb so I can show you the pain
Aye
Ready your cabin [?]
I swear you gonna pa** us b*t*h
You like a mannequin
I just know savage sh*t
Free my bro, missing him
You a pu**y b*t*h
I got the [?]
Visit the gutter I made to fix
Opp you don't want no smoke
Get it like her
Got castles [?]
You a pu**y a** b*t*h I'll keep it for a buck
I get so numb
All snakes in the gra** got murder on the front
I got the hate, run up the cage
You don't want fate
Look at me now
I don't want snakes
All you sh*t
All you sh*t
You a pu**y a** b*t*h
All the time when I get with the grip
You don't want smoke when I get that zip
I know that I got everything on me
On my mind if you want that fit
Okay okay
Reload with the f**king clip I'm on it yuh
I got [?] that I'm thinking that I'm dropping uh
Lets all automatic uh
I got hella panic uh
Can't get caught in traffic uh
Wish you got that action uh
I don't think that you about it uh
That sh*t funny to me aye
I just want-I just want-just to rest in peace
F**k yo team, f**k yo team
I don't rock with them aye
That sh*t really fake when you f**king on that
I got more of this aye
You don't want the clip aye aye aye
This the end of the bit
You a fake a** hoe lil b*t*h
