CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : cales
John
Slowsilver03
Child
Sticks by my side, I got another one
Heard my brothers had no blicks so I went and got 'em one
Too much of these tricks, I might just rally some
Tabs inside my pocket, I might grab the sun
Cales, Lionel
6 foot 3, that's how I wanna be
Cales, L-L-Lionel
Young P, wanna be like me
I don't wanna say sh*t cause they gon' cry
I'm gon' hop the whip 'n we gon' slide
I'm with Wido, I'm with T and we gon' slide
Crash into the wall, f**king fry
Put you in my stag bag
Put your clothes in, end up with a trash bag (John)
Kurtains' hand all on his nose, he gonna smack that
And she put it in her nose and make it clap back
Walking seven hills with my cocaine pal
Walking through the rain, it might just stay foul
Holy sh*t, I hate it but I can't go
All this sh*t, I hate it, gotta stay low
I should have sacrificed myself and bring my—
Hey-y, Lionel
We should put a screw through him, send him to hell
Shame, b*st*rd tripped over himself
Shame, his mind, stripped off his own head
You think you mean something to me
I leave you on read
Tell me who better than me
I know you won't be
She know I'm gon' peel but I'm on DND
I said I loved you on that TXT but I won't [?]
Carryin' somethin', you know it's bussin'
Never mind [?] but the money got me rushing
Wanna know 'bout being lame, don't ask me
Double the bodies like a tag team
Cales, Lionel
6 foot 3, that's how I wanna be
Cales, L-L-Lionel
Young P, wanna be like me
I don't wanna say sh*t cause they gon' cry
I'm gon' hop the whip 'n we gon' slide
I'm with Wido, I'm with T and we gon' slide
Crash into the wall, f**king—
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Slowsilver03
Child
Sticks by my side, I got another one
Heard my brothers had no blicks so I went and got 'em one
Too much of these tricks, I might just rally some
Tabs inside my pocket, I might grab the sun
Cales, Lionel
6 foot 3, that's how I wanna be
Cales, L-L-Lionel
Young P, wanna be like me
I don't wanna say sh*t cause they gon' cry
I'm gon' hop the whip 'n we gon' slide
I'm with Wido, I'm with T and we gon' slide
Crash into the wall, f**king fry
Put you in my stag bag
Put your clothes in, end up with a trash bag (John)
Kurtains' hand all on his nose, he gonna smack that
And she put it in her nose and make it clap back
Walking seven hills with my cocaine pal
Walking through the rain, it might just stay foul
Holy sh*t, I hate it but I can't go
All this sh*t, I hate it, gotta stay low
I should have sacrificed myself and bring my—
Hey-y, Lionel
We should put a screw through him, send him to hell
Shame, b*st*rd tripped over himself
Shame, his mind, stripped off his own head
You think you mean something to me
I leave you on read
Tell me who better than me
I know you won't be
She know I'm gon' peel but I'm on DND
I said I loved you on that TXT but I won't [?]
Carryin' somethin', you know it's bussin'
Never mind [?] but the money got me rushing
Wanna know 'bout being lame, don't ask me
Double the bodies like a tag team
Cales, Lionel
6 foot 3, that's how I wanna be
Cales, L-L-Lionel
Young P, wanna be like me
I don't wanna say sh*t cause they gon' cry
I'm gon' hop the whip 'n we gon' slide
I'm with Wido, I'm with T and we gon' slide
Crash into the wall, f**king—
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