CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Grind
I wish my bro was here to see me grind
I wish I had the chance to talk to him just one more time
Fake n***as taking over real n***as hard to find
So I keep a nine we both got it like he dropped a dime
It's rules in the streets n***as must respect
N***as talking they be lying till you flex and I'm f**king [?]
I touchdown in a new jet
I got some diamonds on my body reason why these n***as upset
I got some money I ain't touch yet
I got some b*t*hes whit a nice little body I ain't f**k yet
I got some b*t*hes in my crib, and that's my bad for slacking they should find out whеre I live
Cause I'm somеbody n***as nobody, these n***as they be talking 'bout me they don't know 'bout me
I keep the pole on me I can't slip, run up on 'em he gon' dip
I got the 4th, 5th we gon spin right up in that wip
We gon spin it through the dur
We gon spin up on your side, everybody Smelly drive, call my brothers they gon ride
We gon run up in your crip, open up and get inside
N***as talking crazy right up in the kitchen they gon hide
Ain't nobody gon' survive, when I pull up with the nine
I ain't playing games bullets coming right for your spine
Bullets right for your eye
Im just hoping that you die, I just wanna see you dead, we don't need the opps alive
See his momma cry, homicide, bottom-line, spitting off the top, you used to serve up on the block, Im serving [?]
I remember in the kitchen we was tryna whip the pan
N***as talking 'bout me they don't even know 'bout who I am
Now Im n***as upset, I gotta win and get this bag, I ain't up yet
I was early morning on my grind, tryna get these dollars
These n***as talking I ain't never being a f**king scholar
And I've been to school, go to math go to cla** gotta get these bags
N***as they be talking you was broke then we gone cut your a**
Cut in cla** I wasn't always in a staircase these n***as they be talking Imma show you I ain't [?]
I shoot you in your face, sh*t Im gon' shoot you in your eye, Imma shoot you in your tooth, Imma shoot you in your neck
N***as talking I might have to go and shoot you in your vest
If you run up on me now then Imma shoot you up and flex
I ain't playing games, I ain't saying names, I ain't tucking change
Getting chicken like the wings doing big things
I ain't playing games, when we ride n***as gon' hide
I said n***as gon hide
Hide? Na
And now I'm spitting right off the top
Remeber when I was spinning right up on the block
I said I had to light some candles for my n***a Smelly
You run up on me got some shots right for your belly
I wish I had the chance to talk to him just one more time
Fake n***as taking over real n***as hard to find
So I keep a nine we both got it like he dropped a dime
It's rules in the streets n***as must respect
N***as talking they be lying till you flex and I'm f**king [?]
I touchdown in a new jet
I got some diamonds on my body reason why these n***as upset
I got some money I ain't touch yet
I got some b*t*hes whit a nice little body I ain't f**k yet
I got some b*t*hes in my crib, and that's my bad for slacking they should find out whеre I live
Cause I'm somеbody n***as nobody, these n***as they be talking 'bout me they don't know 'bout me
I keep the pole on me I can't slip, run up on 'em he gon' dip
I got the 4th, 5th we gon spin right up in that wip
We gon spin it through the dur
We gon spin up on your side, everybody Smelly drive, call my brothers they gon ride
We gon run up in your crip, open up and get inside
N***as talking crazy right up in the kitchen they gon hide
Ain't nobody gon' survive, when I pull up with the nine
I ain't playing games bullets coming right for your spine
Bullets right for your eye
Im just hoping that you die, I just wanna see you dead, we don't need the opps alive
See his momma cry, homicide, bottom-line, spitting off the top, you used to serve up on the block, Im serving [?]
I remember in the kitchen we was tryna whip the pan
N***as talking 'bout me they don't even know 'bout who I am
Now Im n***as upset, I gotta win and get this bag, I ain't up yet
I was early morning on my grind, tryna get these dollars
These n***as talking I ain't never being a f**king scholar
And I've been to school, go to math go to cla** gotta get these bags
N***as they be talking you was broke then we gone cut your a**
Cut in cla** I wasn't always in a staircase these n***as they be talking Imma show you I ain't [?]
I shoot you in your face, sh*t Im gon' shoot you in your eye, Imma shoot you in your tooth, Imma shoot you in your neck
N***as talking I might have to go and shoot you in your vest
If you run up on me now then Imma shoot you up and flex
I ain't playing games, I ain't saying names, I ain't tucking change
Getting chicken like the wings doing big things
I ain't playing games, when we ride n***as gon' hide
I said n***as gon hide
Hide? Na
And now I'm spitting right off the top
Remeber when I was spinning right up on the block
I said I had to light some candles for my n***a Smelly
You run up on me got some shots right for your belly
