CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Freestyle (Eyes Low)
Drama, n***a
Bring it on
Throwed in the South
Wassup, Pop?
Wassup, Robbin' Spree?
Wassup, D.E.A.?
Ain't no set trippin, it's all about that paper
I'm in here tonight with Ron G
Some players outta Austin
E.S.G off lock
HAWK
And the Southside Crew
We gon' show you how we do it
Now this for all my arch-rivals that be knockin' me
Listen close and feel the quote of the MJG
Cause y'all motherf**kers finna feel the South
Exercise my freedom of speech and then I open my mouth
Start spittin' hard lyrics that massage the brain
This the East and the West, it's the Southside thing
H-Town, H-Town, watch me gon' head and clown
No ordinary vocabulary, a legend in right down
Pimp the pen and the mint, writin' platinum sh*t
[???], call 'em Screwed Up Click
This ain't a war and I done told ya
[??} over, DJ Screw is the general with an entourage of soldiers
I follow in the footsteps of 2Pac Shakur
Be a rap game genius, music entrepreneur
Connoisseur, with these debonair lyrics I lure
Paper stacks and contracts that want my signature
Ain't afraid to touch myself like that girl T-Boz
Havin' childhood street dreams reminiscent of Nas
I'm a [??]? Hell naw, I'm accomplishing dreams
Devising plots and schemes in order to increase my cream
It may seem that it's taking a little longer than expected
But my savvy grows stronger and my flows get more hectic
Resurrected, my pen and pad from my high school days
Cause only in this rap game will it pay like you weigh
Bring it on
Throwed in the South
Wassup, Pop?
Wassup, Robbin' Spree?
Wassup, D.E.A.?
Ain't no set trippin, it's all about that paper
I'm in here tonight with Ron G
Some players outta Austin
E.S.G off lock
HAWK
And the Southside Crew
We gon' show you how we do it
Now this for all my arch-rivals that be knockin' me
Listen close and feel the quote of the MJG
Cause y'all motherf**kers finna feel the South
Exercise my freedom of speech and then I open my mouth
Start spittin' hard lyrics that massage the brain
This the East and the West, it's the Southside thing
H-Town, H-Town, watch me gon' head and clown
No ordinary vocabulary, a legend in right down
Pimp the pen and the mint, writin' platinum sh*t
[???], call 'em Screwed Up Click
This ain't a war and I done told ya
[??} over, DJ Screw is the general with an entourage of soldiers
I follow in the footsteps of 2Pac Shakur
Be a rap game genius, music entrepreneur
Connoisseur, with these debonair lyrics I lure
Paper stacks and contracts that want my signature
Ain't afraid to touch myself like that girl T-Boz
Havin' childhood street dreams reminiscent of Nas
I'm a [??]? Hell naw, I'm accomplishing dreams
Devising plots and schemes in order to increase my cream
It may seem that it's taking a little longer than expected
But my savvy grows stronger and my flows get more hectic
Resurrected, my pen and pad from my high school days
Cause only in this rap game will it pay like you weigh
