CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : FOR REAL
You want the beef or do you want the smoke?
I'm posted with 10 b*t*h you already know
This big ass FN knock a chunk out his throat
This b*t*h that I'm with tryna f**k the crew, whole
Instead of getting new b*t*hes stay getting new poles
Shoppin' at goodwill while you rockin' vintage
I'm taking my d**k out cuz Im boutta finish
He getting shot, survival of the fittest
The greatest of all time, like I'm on Guinness
And we boutta f**k shorty take off my fitted
I'm doing this speed b*t*h I'm way past the limit
I just robbed your boy looking at the pack grinning
And I got this banger on my hip now
I'm with your b*t*h, get her back blown out
I'm posted with 10 and we running the town
You come and see me I'm blowing around
I'm dead sеrious Im not playing around
They not really poppin', they jockin' my sound
Im not rеally droppin', I want it right now
Said he a dog so I take him the pound
She wanted clout, got me doggin' her mouth
We pull up with sticks lil boy we don't joust
I got one hand, the glick, the other up her blouse
I'm puttin' the red dot, right on his unibrow
f**k all that talking that sh*t we can shoot it out
He sending threats so we had the bring rugers out
(?) swiping, he bringing computers out
I'm getting real high is what I'm being told
If you got the money or you (?) sold?
You ain't use your guns and now they growing mold
And we finna jump, just like we some toads
b*t*h I got the heater it turn him to toast
And you can take pics but you cannot come close
Im f**king his b*t*h yea Im breaking the code
Im balling so hard wouldn't thought I was pro
Dressin' all black, just like a crow
b*t*h I got the strap and its fienin' to blow
If you don't believe me come and see what I tote
(BEAT SLOWS DOWN)
Im getting sh*t wet like Im with the mop
He tote with the squad, he gon' die with the mob
b*t*h I got the pole and I'm running the Glock
And he can get shot if we think he a opp
I walk in the function and all the b*t*hes flock
And the pistol, its on me it's fienin' to pop
Unless I'm in the stu no I don't wanna talk
And if I got the tool, then some bodies gon' drop
Yes I got my steel, Some of y'all flaugin', some bout it for real
False claim in your songs, it just might get you killed
Nah I ain't signing no deal, unless I get a mil
I'm the fifth spot dunkin' on that b*t*h like im O'Neal
And I thought you said you gangster but you folding, what's the deal?
I get lethal with these weapons like im on the navy seals
I don't know who you protecting but you still gonna get spilled
And i beat him til he blue i got him matching wit my bill
Mini draco get to spraying its gon f**k up his whole build
Sippin on all this f**king drank, i do not like to lean i like to tilt
Cut him up, and sew him back together something like a quilt
Leave and come back to me, when you really out here signing deals
How the f**k did i just rob him, i don't even feel no guilt
Swear im good in New York then go all the up to the ville
I think i got him scared, i think he freezing up his body still
83
Little b*t*h no I'm overdone
And they see that I've been making moves, he want war with us
b*t*h I got this big ass f**king loaf cause I'm moving drugs
And I had lil' bro set you up, you thought he was yo cuz
They just rapping they not good enough
Big ass breaker yellow white b*t*h, what I'm cutting up
Swear there ain't no seeing through my tints, so just give it up
And I got this .22 on my hip i got that b*t*h from Steven
Please don't make me come f**king alive, i swear my pistol breathing
Wanna hang round rappers now her pu**y getting filled wit semen
He think that he evil, but I'm vicious b*t*h i been a demon
223's fly at him, i think I hit him see his stomach bleeding
I'm posted with 10 b*t*h you already know
This big ass FN knock a chunk out his throat
This b*t*h that I'm with tryna f**k the crew, whole
Instead of getting new b*t*hes stay getting new poles
Shoppin' at goodwill while you rockin' vintage
I'm taking my d**k out cuz Im boutta finish
He getting shot, survival of the fittest
The greatest of all time, like I'm on Guinness
And we boutta f**k shorty take off my fitted
I'm doing this speed b*t*h I'm way past the limit
I just robbed your boy looking at the pack grinning
And I got this banger on my hip now
I'm with your b*t*h, get her back blown out
I'm posted with 10 and we running the town
You come and see me I'm blowing around
I'm dead sеrious Im not playing around
They not really poppin', they jockin' my sound
Im not rеally droppin', I want it right now
Said he a dog so I take him the pound
She wanted clout, got me doggin' her mouth
We pull up with sticks lil boy we don't joust
I got one hand, the glick, the other up her blouse
I'm puttin' the red dot, right on his unibrow
f**k all that talking that sh*t we can shoot it out
He sending threats so we had the bring rugers out
(?) swiping, he bringing computers out
I'm getting real high is what I'm being told
If you got the money or you (?) sold?
You ain't use your guns and now they growing mold
And we finna jump, just like we some toads
b*t*h I got the heater it turn him to toast
And you can take pics but you cannot come close
Im f**king his b*t*h yea Im breaking the code
Im balling so hard wouldn't thought I was pro
Dressin' all black, just like a crow
b*t*h I got the strap and its fienin' to blow
If you don't believe me come and see what I tote
(BEAT SLOWS DOWN)
Im getting sh*t wet like Im with the mop
He tote with the squad, he gon' die with the mob
b*t*h I got the pole and I'm running the Glock
And he can get shot if we think he a opp
I walk in the function and all the b*t*hes flock
And the pistol, its on me it's fienin' to pop
Unless I'm in the stu no I don't wanna talk
And if I got the tool, then some bodies gon' drop
Yes I got my steel, Some of y'all flaugin', some bout it for real
False claim in your songs, it just might get you killed
Nah I ain't signing no deal, unless I get a mil
I'm the fifth spot dunkin' on that b*t*h like im O'Neal
And I thought you said you gangster but you folding, what's the deal?
I get lethal with these weapons like im on the navy seals
I don't know who you protecting but you still gonna get spilled
And i beat him til he blue i got him matching wit my bill
Mini draco get to spraying its gon f**k up his whole build
Sippin on all this f**king drank, i do not like to lean i like to tilt
Cut him up, and sew him back together something like a quilt
Leave and come back to me, when you really out here signing deals
How the f**k did i just rob him, i don't even feel no guilt
Swear im good in New York then go all the up to the ville
I think i got him scared, i think he freezing up his body still
83
Little b*t*h no I'm overdone
And they see that I've been making moves, he want war with us
b*t*h I got this big ass f**king loaf cause I'm moving drugs
And I had lil' bro set you up, you thought he was yo cuz
They just rapping they not good enough
Big ass breaker yellow white b*t*h, what I'm cutting up
Swear there ain't no seeing through my tints, so just give it up
And I got this .22 on my hip i got that b*t*h from Steven
Please don't make me come f**king alive, i swear my pistol breathing
Wanna hang round rappers now her pu**y getting filled wit semen
He think that he evil, but I'm vicious b*t*h i been a demon
223's fly at him, i think I hit him see his stomach bleeding
