CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : No Love
Sh*t, you know the truth
(RunnitupKel)
(RONRON do that sh*t)
Backstabbers get hit with fins, I don't do cappin'
They tried to throw the book at me, that's a new chapter
I like Glock 18s 'cause they shoot faster
This gon' have your family talking to a newscaster
Beat the beat up, tie your strings up
The K had him where he couldn't pull his jeans up
Let the beef cook, this just seafood
If you really want smoke, make a leaf burn
I ain't goin' back and forth with these Steve Urkels
Drinkin' so much Morton Grove, turned my teeth purple
I got the dеvil in my ear, I told him, "Keep workin'"
I'm runnin' laps in Margielas, got my feet hurtin'
Fake n***as gеt no love in my section
If you broke, you can't hang where I hang 'cause it's money 'round me
I'm the don, only plugs and connections
Psycho, Michael, [?]
Fake n***as get no love in my section
If you broke, you can't hang where I hang 'cause it's money 'round me
I'm the don, only plugs and connections
They went through the back door 'cause you let 'em
Fake n***as get no love in my section
If you broke, you can't hang where I hang 'cause it's money 'round
These n***as get off all these juggs and act funny style
The K knocked his head off, got him running wild
I'm the don, only plugs and connections
Psycho, Michael, [?][1:22]
They went through the backdoor 'cause you let 'em
Fake n***as get no love in my section
Man, you know the truth
Ayy, no fake n***as 'round me and gang
Oh, you heard who knocked down what's-his-name? I don't know about it
We know the truth, why these goofy n***as ever doubt it?
Pull that foreign up, I got the lo', we in his alley
I think I need a grimy, chop harmonizing with 'em
I got the drop on some dough, n***a, let's go get it
Gang with me, we don't never sleep, n***a, what we doing?
N***a dodged a bullet if we ever got into it
Up the double-deckers, get a n***a card pulled
Walking through the back door, I came in here with all goons
A team of track runners, n***a got a scary gang
Ducking smoke, he must've heard about Javonte
Let him hold these shell cases, try to get in my way
I'm in a bad mood today, he better not play
Dissing on the team got him followed off the highway
Early morning, put a bullet in his latte
He always capping in the house, say, where his pops stay?
Hot nitty on his head, why you pump-faking?
Tragic stories, we ain't giving out no happy endings
I hang with killers and dope fiends, that type of living
In the trenches gettin' money, f**k rags to riches
I heard some blasphemy, I'm pulling up, slapping n***as
You ain't never shot sh*t, but that's half of these n***as
P showing out with chops when it's time for the business
Your blower fresh out the box, you ain't doing no killing
You got your gun, I got mine, so who really be tripping?
He ain't gon' way around these donuts inside of his fitted
A few minors in this car, we equipped for this mission
Pippy Long the Sheneneh, hit him with extensions
When I slide, all tricky dance moves, I got the rhythm
Silly opps ain't even got a pot to p*ss in
I don't want the Akorn if it don't come with the ribbon
Keep TEC-9s when it's time to get arrhythmic
I be slidin' them Brabus when it's time to go the distance
No punchlines, I just hit 'em with a fully
B*t*h, I'm from the Stinc Team, we make examples out of bullies
Fake n***as get no love in my section
If you broke, you can't hang where I hang 'cause it's money 'round me
I'm the don, only plugs and connections
Psycho, Michael, [?]
Fake n***as get no love in my section
If you broke, you can't hang where I hang 'cause it's money 'round me
I'm the don, only plugs and connections
They went through the back door 'cause you let 'em
Fake n***as get no love in my section
If you broke, you can't hang where I hang 'cause it's money 'round
These n***as get off all these juggs and act funny style
The K knocked his head off, got him running wild
I'm the don, only plugs and connections
Psycho, Michael, [?][3:30]
They went through the backdoor 'cause you let 'em
Fake n***as get no love in my section
Man, you know the truth
(RunnitupKel)
(RONRON do that sh*t)
Backstabbers get hit with fins, I don't do cappin'
They tried to throw the book at me, that's a new chapter
I like Glock 18s 'cause they shoot faster
This gon' have your family talking to a newscaster
Beat the beat up, tie your strings up
The K had him where he couldn't pull his jeans up
Let the beef cook, this just seafood
If you really want smoke, make a leaf burn
I ain't goin' back and forth with these Steve Urkels
Drinkin' so much Morton Grove, turned my teeth purple
I got the dеvil in my ear, I told him, "Keep workin'"
I'm runnin' laps in Margielas, got my feet hurtin'
Fake n***as gеt no love in my section
If you broke, you can't hang where I hang 'cause it's money 'round me
I'm the don, only plugs and connections
Psycho, Michael, [?]
Fake n***as get no love in my section
If you broke, you can't hang where I hang 'cause it's money 'round me
I'm the don, only plugs and connections
They went through the back door 'cause you let 'em
Fake n***as get no love in my section
If you broke, you can't hang where I hang 'cause it's money 'round
These n***as get off all these juggs and act funny style
The K knocked his head off, got him running wild
I'm the don, only plugs and connections
Psycho, Michael, [?][1:22]
They went through the backdoor 'cause you let 'em
Fake n***as get no love in my section
Man, you know the truth
Ayy, no fake n***as 'round me and gang
Oh, you heard who knocked down what's-his-name? I don't know about it
We know the truth, why these goofy n***as ever doubt it?
Pull that foreign up, I got the lo', we in his alley
I think I need a grimy, chop harmonizing with 'em
I got the drop on some dough, n***a, let's go get it
Gang with me, we don't never sleep, n***a, what we doing?
N***a dodged a bullet if we ever got into it
Up the double-deckers, get a n***a card pulled
Walking through the back door, I came in here with all goons
A team of track runners, n***a got a scary gang
Ducking smoke, he must've heard about Javonte
Let him hold these shell cases, try to get in my way
I'm in a bad mood today, he better not play
Dissing on the team got him followed off the highway
Early morning, put a bullet in his latte
He always capping in the house, say, where his pops stay?
Hot nitty on his head, why you pump-faking?
Tragic stories, we ain't giving out no happy endings
I hang with killers and dope fiends, that type of living
In the trenches gettin' money, f**k rags to riches
I heard some blasphemy, I'm pulling up, slapping n***as
You ain't never shot sh*t, but that's half of these n***as
P showing out with chops when it's time for the business
Your blower fresh out the box, you ain't doing no killing
You got your gun, I got mine, so who really be tripping?
He ain't gon' way around these donuts inside of his fitted
A few minors in this car, we equipped for this mission
Pippy Long the Sheneneh, hit him with extensions
When I slide, all tricky dance moves, I got the rhythm
Silly opps ain't even got a pot to p*ss in
I don't want the Akorn if it don't come with the ribbon
Keep TEC-9s when it's time to get arrhythmic
I be slidin' them Brabus when it's time to go the distance
No punchlines, I just hit 'em with a fully
B*t*h, I'm from the Stinc Team, we make examples out of bullies
Fake n***as get no love in my section
If you broke, you can't hang where I hang 'cause it's money 'round me
I'm the don, only plugs and connections
Psycho, Michael, [?]
Fake n***as get no love in my section
If you broke, you can't hang where I hang 'cause it's money 'round me
I'm the don, only plugs and connections
They went through the back door 'cause you let 'em
Fake n***as get no love in my section
If you broke, you can't hang where I hang 'cause it's money 'round
These n***as get off all these juggs and act funny style
The K knocked his head off, got him running wild
I'm the don, only plugs and connections
Psycho, Michael, [?][3:30]
They went through the backdoor 'cause you let 'em
Fake n***as get no love in my section
Man, you know the truth
