CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Another Play
sh*t, n***a, everything I rap about
n***a, be some real life sh*t, n***a
I can't just make this sh*t up like this
You feel me, though?
Don Alfonso
The city we been weeping through it (Skrr)
The money we been getting to it (Racks)
This sh*t ain't really [?] to do it
Run it up, then we runnin' through it
I just made another play
I just made another play
n***as talking about they bag
Yeah, I'm on the way scoring [?]
Hit that [?] for another play (Deuce)
Ever since them bags came, b*t*hes want my last name
n***as got the mad face, 'cause they still in last place
n***a I be bracking on a bad day, scored on my last play
If you ain't got no money, b*t*h you need to go that way
Rеnt a car, trafficking trap king
They try to bury me, they know I'm a [?]
My n***as havin papеr shoot a thousand [?]
Now Deuce Eleven from the neighbors, f**k a rap name
My n***a I ain't come to flex, I'm here to motivate
Introduced her to my n***as, she a throwaway
If that bag right [?]
Shoot that deposit in a [?], b*t*h I'm on the way
Yeah, I be quarterback in place like I'm Tom Brady
Even when it's forfeit, naw baby
I wanna find out what these jealous n***as mad at
In the streets y'all whole life ain't got a [?]
The city we been weeping through it (Skrr)
The money we been getting to it (Racks)
This sh*t ain't really [?] to do it (Nah)
Run it up, then we runnin' through it (Woo)
I just made another play (Yeah)
I just made another play (Yeah, yeah)
n***as talking about they bag
Yeah, I'm on the way scoring [?]
Hit that [?] for another play
The city we be [?] through it
My n***a
Ever since the gas came, n***as wanna blast Cane
'Cause I don't suck no ass or suck no d**k
I push a button on a
'Cause Babyface Gangsta from the same f**k a rap name
n***a, f**k a rap beef, we don't do the social [?]
I came about
My cocaina credit score eight one, I treat my smokers right
It’s Freddie Gandolfini, n***asas can’t fade me on and off the mic
And I be with them Vice Lords, Blood n***as, red raggin’, toe taggin’
Flags tied up to the front grill of the G Wagon
Everytime I spit, it’s another chip off the whole brick
Tommy The Clown n***as was crump dancin’ in 06
The city we been weeping through it (Skrr)
The money we been getting to it (Racks)
This sh*t ain't really [?] to do it
Run it up, then we runnin' through it (Woo)
I just made another play (Woo)
I just made another play (Woo)
n***as talking about they bag
Yeah, I'm on the way scoring [?]
Hit that [?] for another play
n***a, be some real life sh*t, n***a
I can't just make this sh*t up like this
You feel me, though?
Don Alfonso
The city we been weeping through it (Skrr)
The money we been getting to it (Racks)
This sh*t ain't really [?] to do it
Run it up, then we runnin' through it
I just made another play
I just made another play
n***as talking about they bag
Yeah, I'm on the way scoring [?]
Hit that [?] for another play (Deuce)
Ever since them bags came, b*t*hes want my last name
n***as got the mad face, 'cause they still in last place
n***a I be bracking on a bad day, scored on my last play
If you ain't got no money, b*t*h you need to go that way
Rеnt a car, trafficking trap king
They try to bury me, they know I'm a [?]
My n***as havin papеr shoot a thousand [?]
Now Deuce Eleven from the neighbors, f**k a rap name
My n***a I ain't come to flex, I'm here to motivate
Introduced her to my n***as, she a throwaway
If that bag right [?]
Shoot that deposit in a [?], b*t*h I'm on the way
Yeah, I be quarterback in place like I'm Tom Brady
Even when it's forfeit, naw baby
I wanna find out what these jealous n***as mad at
In the streets y'all whole life ain't got a [?]
The city we been weeping through it (Skrr)
The money we been getting to it (Racks)
This sh*t ain't really [?] to do it (Nah)
Run it up, then we runnin' through it (Woo)
I just made another play (Yeah)
I just made another play (Yeah, yeah)
n***as talking about they bag
Yeah, I'm on the way scoring [?]
Hit that [?] for another play
The city we be [?] through it
My n***a
Ever since the gas came, n***as wanna blast Cane
'Cause I don't suck no ass or suck no d**k
I push a button on a
'Cause Babyface Gangsta from the same f**k a rap name
n***a, f**k a rap beef, we don't do the social [?]
I came about
My cocaina credit score eight one, I treat my smokers right
It’s Freddie Gandolfini, n***asas can’t fade me on and off the mic
And I be with them Vice Lords, Blood n***as, red raggin’, toe taggin’
Flags tied up to the front grill of the G Wagon
Everytime I spit, it’s another chip off the whole brick
Tommy The Clown n***as was crump dancin’ in 06
The city we been weeping through it (Skrr)
The money we been getting to it (Racks)
This sh*t ain't really [?] to do it
Run it up, then we runnin' through it (Woo)
I just made another play (Woo)
I just made another play (Woo)
n***as talking about they bag
Yeah, I'm on the way scoring [?]
Hit that [?] for another play
