CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : The Goats
My whole team fell apart in plain sight
n***as ain’t right, late night
Thinkin’ I might just blow your top
But I got love for you kids, and I know your pops
A real gangsta kill when necessary
No scope, I’m close, just skill, just legendary
So dope – the goat, my flow is unapproached
Or unapproachable, any n***a close to you know the truth
I’m k-i, no need to say why
Stay fly, ball on these n***as like A.I
The day I fall off, it’ll be a man shootin’
Military guns, all drums, and I’m recruitin’
Exclusive sh*t, kicks cost two bands
A O.G., yall n***a just new strands
Remember ridin’ with my pops when he blew Gan[?]
Next tail[?] to his ear, money in two hands
I’m like, “Damn, I can’t wait to be a drug lord”
Buyin’ baggies for the n***a from the drugstore
Got everything right now, but I want more
Can’t put these bricks down, ‘til I’m on tour
Was so poor had to wear my mama clothes to graduation
The agitation, now, I’m rich as a b*t*h
Big kicks on the whips and kits with the gliss
On top of that, a thick bad b*t*h with a b*t*h
I’m a sick n***a, if it ain’t money, I don’t deal with ya
Real sh*t, and that’s word to my lil’ sister
My balls out of this world, you just a lil’ dipper
n***as ain’t right, late night
Thinkin’ I might just blow your top
But I got love for you kids, and I know your pops
A real gangsta kill when necessary
No scope, I’m close, just skill, just legendary
So dope – the goat, my flow is unapproached
Or unapproachable, any n***a close to you know the truth
I’m k-i, no need to say why
Stay fly, ball on these n***as like A.I
The day I fall off, it’ll be a man shootin’
Military guns, all drums, and I’m recruitin’
Exclusive sh*t, kicks cost two bands
A O.G., yall n***a just new strands
Remember ridin’ with my pops when he blew Gan[?]
Next tail[?] to his ear, money in two hands
I’m like, “Damn, I can’t wait to be a drug lord”
Buyin’ baggies for the n***a from the drugstore
Got everything right now, but I want more
Can’t put these bricks down, ‘til I’m on tour
Was so poor had to wear my mama clothes to graduation
The agitation, now, I’m rich as a b*t*h
Big kicks on the whips and kits with the gliss
On top of that, a thick bad b*t*h with a b*t*h
I’m a sick n***a, if it ain’t money, I don’t deal with ya
Real sh*t, and that’s word to my lil’ sister
My balls out of this world, you just a lil’ dipper
