CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : 200/Warning

Have you seen him?
Choppin' blades on 'em bubba
Have you seen him? (Yeah)
Have you seen him?
Choppin' blades on 'em bubba
Have you seen him?

Yeah, yeah
I wanna rock right now, I want all my loot on time
I got some calls, f**k these b*t*hes on my c*ck
Check my wrist now, always got that sh*t on plat'
Three hundred to the floor, I know all them n***as gon' die
Have you seen him? (Yeah)
Have you seen him?
Choppin' blades on 'em bubba
Have you seen him?
I want all my loot on time
Have you seen him?
Choppin' blades on 'em bubba
Have you seen him?

Smokin' heavy as I can, I hope it heighten myself
I'm rollin' with that b*t*h in case I die in the morn'
I know these n***as tryna burn me out when I'm on
I know these n***as tryna burn me out, Lord
Smokin' heavy as I can, I'm ridin' 'round with my lows
My wodie play the numbers f**kin' round with that sum
Sometimes, just kill my problems f**kin' round with that rum
I know these n***as tryna burn me out, Lord, yeah

Please, though
I might chop the top off with the killer
Kids, please know
I know when it's poppin' it's whatever
b*t*h please go, please don't write my b*t*hes up
I got a lil' b*t*h, though
I might mix the heaven with the rum and then
b*t*h, please though
Please, though
I might chop the top off with the killer
Kids, please know
I know when it's poppin' it's whatever
b*t*h please go, please don't write my b*t*hes up
I got a lil' b*t*h, though
I might mix the heaven with the rum and then

Smokin' heavy as I can, I hope it heighten myself
I'm rollin' with that b*t*h in case I die in the morn'
I know these n***as tryna burn me out when I'm on
I know these n***as tryna burn me out, Lord
Smokin' heavy as I can, I'm ridin' 'round with my lows
My wodie play the numbers f**kin' round with that sum
Sometimes, just kill my problems f**kin' round with that rum
I know these n***as tryna burn me out, Lord, yeah

Have you seen them?
Choppin' blades on 'em bubba
Have you seen him?

Yeah
Woah, Kenny!
Yeah, f**k it tho
Should I give them hoes a warning?
Never gave me, just don't hit me in the morning
My heart got chunks missing
My heart pump venom in the tub
Can you dig it? Then, I'll front, keep rolling
Mr. L, call Uncle Old-School
Living outside, if he up, then let 'em die, keep rolling
Numb to it, unless you bring a gun to it
Double-tap: how dare you try to run through it?
Double was the vultures swarming over us
Aiming at my noggin', just don't point me to the coppas, we stole it
Seamlessly I flickered through the moments
Remember right before these rumors
Must be ready for the moment, I know it