CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Young Cappa

Zaytoven

I was nine when I started selling weed
Then I turned thirteen got the f**king with the beast
Bumped into a Mexican, he got some keys
Tell me let one freeze before I start moving G's
My money up, I ain't tryna do no fees
I ain't tryna politic, nah, we ain't friendly
And wherever I'm at you know I'm loaded fully
Got the pack for 17, shipped it off for 43

Since I was young my momma knew I was a hustler
Had to think to myself I'm finna make these n***as suffer
Got your b*t*h in the penthouse, and I know she love it
Finna f**k her on the balcony because we don't need no covers
Then I send her back to her n***a 'cause I know he love her
I don't need a b*t*h pockets fat with the stubber
I don't wanna keep her, you can take her, you can cuff her
I'm tryna talk this plug down for a better number
I do this for my brother
I needa beat them
I need a better price
Need a bigger slice
Choppas with the light
Shoot on sight
We don't give a f**k
If it's day or night
Take him down
A hundred poles crazy about two hundred price
I was nine when I started selling weed
Then I turned thirteen got the f**king with the beast
Bumped into a Mexican, he got some keys
Tell me let one freeze before I start moving G's
My money up, I ain't tryna do no fees
I ain't tryna politic, nah, we ain't friendly
And wherever I'm at you know I'm loaded fully
Got the pack for 17, shipped it off for 43