CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : 13 Copps
f**k a nazi
But we turn yo block to kristalnacht
And imma dap these b*t*hes
With a jack boot to they grave plot
Got an attitude lil big shot
Talking wild get a big shot
I got homies that’ll clip ya tie ya body in a big knot
They copy cats when I see my sons I turn to Saturn
Everybody got they motives and to them you just a ladder
Why u asking me for sh*t I’m not a genie
f**k alladin
We gon hunt you in the daylight
Catching prey like we was rabid
Not the same
I always stood on my own
Yeah that’s ya girl but when shes out she never ask you to go
She bad as f**k her body fire like Joan
Yeah you can keep on f**king talking Imma show you all the sh*t that she had sent to my phone
I’m p*ssing on you b*t*hes
Either urinal or porta-potty
Beat the pu**y up
She call it crane d**k like It know karate
U know everybody smell like bacon
When u burn they body
Ill give you a chance if
U still wrecking shawty
I’m just playing dirty b*t*hes not my speed
They prolly gimme lice
I’ll give u sum advice
Just quit while u behind im being nice
They sweeping streets at night
You hear a knock you better clean the site
If they can’t find receipts
The sentence gon be light
Unless it’s white
And I been going crazy
Locked inside of my head
Drugs got me thinking bout sh*t that
I’d rather forget
Then again I know without it
To myself I’m a threat
I just hope I got enough to save my moms the expense
They taxing heavy for the box
And even more for me to have a spot
It got me hot
They sell us
Making money off the prison shops
And they dont give a f**k they find another when the body drops
So when I see a cop
That sh*t synonymous with f**king opp
Cut em like its surgical
Lucky u still vertical
Ping u like the radar
Does to nuclear submersibles
And then electrocute like there’s a short across the terminals
Knock your f**king top off
Turn an opp to a convertable
But we turn yo block to kristalnacht
And imma dap these b*t*hes
With a jack boot to they grave plot
Got an attitude lil big shot
Talking wild get a big shot
I got homies that’ll clip ya tie ya body in a big knot
They copy cats when I see my sons I turn to Saturn
Everybody got they motives and to them you just a ladder
Why u asking me for sh*t I’m not a genie
f**k alladin
We gon hunt you in the daylight
Catching prey like we was rabid
Not the same
I always stood on my own
Yeah that’s ya girl but when shes out she never ask you to go
She bad as f**k her body fire like Joan
Yeah you can keep on f**king talking Imma show you all the sh*t that she had sent to my phone
I’m p*ssing on you b*t*hes
Either urinal or porta-potty
Beat the pu**y up
She call it crane d**k like It know karate
U know everybody smell like bacon
When u burn they body
Ill give you a chance if
U still wrecking shawty
I’m just playing dirty b*t*hes not my speed
They prolly gimme lice
I’ll give u sum advice
Just quit while u behind im being nice
They sweeping streets at night
You hear a knock you better clean the site
If they can’t find receipts
The sentence gon be light
Unless it’s white
And I been going crazy
Locked inside of my head
Drugs got me thinking bout sh*t that
I’d rather forget
Then again I know without it
To myself I’m a threat
I just hope I got enough to save my moms the expense
They taxing heavy for the box
And even more for me to have a spot
It got me hot
They sell us
Making money off the prison shops
And they dont give a f**k they find another when the body drops
So when I see a cop
That sh*t synonymous with f**king opp
Cut em like its surgical
Lucky u still vertical
Ping u like the radar
Does to nuclear submersibles
And then electrocute like there’s a short across the terminals
Knock your f**king top off
Turn an opp to a convertable
