CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Staged
(Aye TM!)
Six O know no better
Worse than a n***a vendetta
So I had to get my bread up
Seen n***as with no cheddar
Don't want Von to bring pressure, or million dollars or better
Let this be the header
Know my n***as gonna tear up
All this sh*t be staged, just some sh*t a n***a don't care about
My b*t*h a [?], she just want to know my whereabouts
n***as want the smoke, so you know the sh*t got aired out
Diamonds ain't no joke, so when they punch you n***as stay down
Smoking on exotic, tell them boys I want the grey pound
I see you n***as talking, I'ma give you something to hate 'bout
I'm a smooth dude, better wipe your nose before I lay down
Draco in the place and when I wave it, it say, "hey now"
I dumped the b*t*h, I have nothing to say, I feel like Blake now
You love the b*t*h, you only made a way for her to breakdown
You want to be, you just wanted to see, you up to date now
We putting guns all up in your face, you want to wait now
You penny pinching you don't want to give, we gotta take now
I told my brothers, "when I make a mill, it's gonna be mayhem"
And she just want to be at all the shows, she want to pay now
I know this b*t*h a fan, but to him she just want to play 'round
We done blew they block down, make them disappear
You don't want war with some n***as like this
And this sh*t get crazy, it become a nightmare
If it's less than ten bodies, then that sh*t a light year
Six O know no better
Worse than a n***a vendetta
So I had to get my bread up
Seen n***as with no cheddar
Don't want Von to bring pressure, or million dollars or better
Let this be the header
Know my n***as gonna tear up
All this sh*t be staged, just some sh*t a n***a don't care about
My b*t*h a [?], she just want to know my whereabouts
n***as want the smoke, so you know the sh*t got aired out
Diamonds ain't no joke, so when they punch you n***as stay down
Six O know no better
Worse than a n***a vendetta
So I had to get my bread up
Seen n***as with no cheddar
Don't want Von to bring pressure, or million dollars or better
Let this be the header
Know my n***as gonna tear up
All this sh*t be staged, just some sh*t a n***a don't care about
My b*t*h a [?], she just want to know my whereabouts
n***as want the smoke, so you know the sh*t got aired out
Diamonds ain't no joke, so when they punch you n***as stay down
Smoking on exotic, tell them boys I want the grey pound
I see you n***as talking, I'ma give you something to hate 'bout
I'm a smooth dude, better wipe your nose before I lay down
Draco in the place and when I wave it, it say, "hey now"
I dumped the b*t*h, I have nothing to say, I feel like Blake now
You love the b*t*h, you only made a way for her to breakdown
You want to be, you just wanted to see, you up to date now
We putting guns all up in your face, you want to wait now
You penny pinching you don't want to give, we gotta take now
I told my brothers, "when I make a mill, it's gonna be mayhem"
And she just want to be at all the shows, she want to pay now
I know this b*t*h a fan, but to him she just want to play 'round
We done blew they block down, make them disappear
You don't want war with some n***as like this
And this sh*t get crazy, it become a nightmare
If it's less than ten bodies, then that sh*t a light year
Six O know no better
Worse than a n***a vendetta
So I had to get my bread up
Seen n***as with no cheddar
Don't want Von to bring pressure, or million dollars or better
Let this be the header
Know my n***as gonna tear up
All this sh*t be staged, just some sh*t a n***a don't care about
My b*t*h a [?], she just want to know my whereabouts
n***as want the smoke, so you know the sh*t got aired out
Diamonds ain't no joke, so when they punch you n***as stay down
