CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : That’s Why They Die
Featured or should I say gathered?
We have Sicx the deer hunter
Gathered we have P-Folks aka roulette
We have a special guest
Brotha Lynch Hung the everybody killa
And in finale gathered we have
Msane the devils advocate
We got Tall Cann, Zagg, and [?] in the back
And me
Ya see I've hosted the party
And these n***as is in a drunken rage
I am First Degree the D.E
You arе tuned to Fahrenheit
Thеy will explain why they die
That's why they die
They will [?]
That's why they die
They call me mister razor tongue
Blue pill swallowing
Live to die
24/7 I'm trying to get high
f**k em all
They could've gave a sh*t
Siccmade riders never known to die
cause I love to f**k
And with the police right behind me know I have to dump
What did you see
Black rag wrapped around a four mag
In the toe tag
Twist it tight
To a b*t*h ass n***a named Doc
Zipped up in a body bag
Creek mob n***a
f**k ya momma and your daughter
Put em both up in the water
Fake/make like baking soda yoda/yolla
n***a f**k the rap
Lets get the strap
Keep dumpin til its over
I'm a soldier
With a hard d**k for killing
And the award goes to the n***a
Most likely to sniff on his own blue rag
And Locced 2 The Brain can suck a fat d**k
The majority of sh*t ya write about
Is why yo n***as hidin out
Like a b*t*h
We have Sicx the deer hunter
Gathered we have P-Folks aka roulette
We have a special guest
Brotha Lynch Hung the everybody killa
And in finale gathered we have
Msane the devils advocate
We got Tall Cann, Zagg, and [?] in the back
And me
Ya see I've hosted the party
And these n***as is in a drunken rage
I am First Degree the D.E
You arе tuned to Fahrenheit
Thеy will explain why they die
That's why they die
They will [?]
That's why they die
They call me mister razor tongue
Blue pill swallowing
Live to die
24/7 I'm trying to get high
f**k em all
They could've gave a sh*t
Siccmade riders never known to die
cause I love to f**k
And with the police right behind me know I have to dump
What did you see
Black rag wrapped around a four mag
In the toe tag
Twist it tight
To a b*t*h ass n***a named Doc
Zipped up in a body bag
Creek mob n***a
f**k ya momma and your daughter
Put em both up in the water
Fake/make like baking soda yoda/yolla
n***a f**k the rap
Lets get the strap
Keep dumpin til its over
I'm a soldier
With a hard d**k for killing
And the award goes to the n***a
Most likely to sniff on his own blue rag
And Locced 2 The Brain can suck a fat d**k
The majority of sh*t ya write about
Is why yo n***as hidin out
Like a b*t*h
