CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : G19

Aye Nast
What up bro?
What it do n***a?
Mob, aye Jourdan, you gotta turn this up on this one right here
We don't give a f**k
I got Juu on the beat too, haha
They ain't a n***a in this f**kin' rap game that's gon' play with either one of us in this sh*t, remember that
Nast holdin' that sh*t down in the MD side and I got us

Mob, can't f**k with a pu**y or none of you fake n***as
Uh, up with the Drac' he ain't die that's a [?]
Just me and Nast 'bout to go out the bay with it
I got to bring every Glock to the A' with me
Nast and Wop, he gotta stay with me
Got to take bro and his men out of state with me
N***a will die if a f**k-n***a play with him
He gotta die if a f**k-n***a play with me
Glock 22 like my b*t*h she gon' lay with me
If cats on my d**k they state tryna label me
Most of you rap n***as really be make-believe
I heard bro got shot and I couldn't breathe
N***a on IG pokin' sh*t that you shouldn't see
Stuck in the trap now I feel like I couldn't leave
I put the switch on the back of a nineteen
Yeah, b*t*h, you n***as be scared of sh*t of me
Uh, I put that sh*t on his man, literally
Dracos, Vec's and Glocks, artillery
I ain't on fake sh*t this here the real me
I got so many opps wanna kill me
Drop off that stick, makin' em' feel me
I ain't the n***a them boys wanna deal with
I put a whole lot of work in this sh*t
I was grindin' too hard man I couldn't even switch fits
Got back from Cali' I made me a quick flip
And this sh*t ain't for kids, treat the 'za like a bag of Trix
If I go broke we gon' go on a bunch of licks
I was fifteen I felt like I was 26
Couldn't do school I was more into takin' risks
Savage with me made a promise he wouldn't miss
Whippin' the coke, strirrin' that cake mix
I ain't f**kin' with no rappers they be on gay sh*t
Uh, these lil' b*t*h-a** n***as be opp
5.56 sing louder than opera
Balenci' my b*t*h so I put her in Prada
She don't get sh*t if she don't act proper
I got a baby momma who'll slober
She eat the d**k until I start knoddin'
Uh, uh, you must tryna get you a headshot
Uh, come out the door I'm on point with a red-dot
7.62 blow his b*t*h-a** dread back
How you gon' spray at a n***a who sprayin' back?
F**k all the Wock' n***a I want some real Act'
Let him go down and I'ma get bro back
N***a ducked me but he still can't duck shots
Wopo
Uh, I'm tryna move forward I can't go backward
This where I stay in the stu' if I'm not in the booth then I'm puttin' them bands in a mattress
I'm 'bout to tour all the world like a Atlas
Ready whenever I don't need to practice
Get money n***a she say "I'm attractive"
Watch for the snakes I be seein' their tactics
Mob, can't f**k with a pu**y or none of you fake n***as
Uh, up with the Drac' he ain't die that's a [?]
Just me and Nast 'bout to go out the bay with it
I got to bring every Glock to the A' with me
Nast and Wop, he gotta stay with me
Got to take bro and his men out of state with me
N***a will die if a f**k-n***a play with him
He gotta die if a f**k-n***a play with me
Glock 22 like my b*t*h she gon' lay with me
If cats on my d**k they state tryna label me
Most of you rap n***as really be make-believe
I heard bro got shot and I couldn't breathe
N***a on IG pokin' sh*t that you shouldn't see
Stuck in the trap now I feel like I couldn't leave
I put the switch on the back of a nineteen