CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Street n*gga
Everybody wanna live that street life
Ain't the purpose to get out the streets
Trying to be somebody you not
True stories
I knew this n***a man, lets just call him Roger
He grew up in the burbs but stayed in the projects
Good head on his shoulders
Could've been a doctor
But he had other plans
To be a chef and cook them rocks up
Came from good home, had a mom and pops
Put him in a private school, so he had a shot
Said f**k school, he would rather run the rock
Needed some protection, so he went and bought a Glock
Extended clip, just in casе a n***a feel him out
He say it feel like pu**y
So he ain't gonna pull it out
Rolе playing, acting like someone you are not
Shocking
Flashing all the money in your pockets
Watching
n***as be scheming and straight plotting
Ran up in your crib with that thot that you was f**king
n***as had to be from Houston, cause they got them rockets
And they let them bullets rain, wet season in the tropics
Ain't the purpose to get out the streets
Trying to be somebody you not
True stories
I knew this n***a man, lets just call him Roger
He grew up in the burbs but stayed in the projects
Good head on his shoulders
Could've been a doctor
But he had other plans
To be a chef and cook them rocks up
Came from good home, had a mom and pops
Put him in a private school, so he had a shot
Said f**k school, he would rather run the rock
Needed some protection, so he went and bought a Glock
Extended clip, just in casе a n***a feel him out
He say it feel like pu**y
So he ain't gonna pull it out
Rolе playing, acting like someone you are not
Shocking
Flashing all the money in your pockets
Watching
n***as be scheming and straight plotting
Ran up in your crib with that thot that you was f**king
n***as had to be from Houston, cause they got them rockets
And they let them bullets rain, wet season in the tropics
