CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Separate
Yeah, Ghetto Rich n***as
You already know what’s goin’ on (Let’s do it)
Payroll on the mof**kin’ beat, n***a (Yeah, yeah, uh)
Havin’ way too much paper (Uh huh)
Too much ice (Yuh)
First things first, let’s get to work, I done came up, n***as’ hurt (They hurt)
Bag touch end of the month, I just re’d up on the 1st (Yeah)
Sippin’ out a half-pint, while I cook a half chirp (Drank)
You run off with that work, and your new car gon’ be a hearse
Sold a thousand half-moons, now it’s stars on my shirt (Givenchy)
Used to ride the Megabus to put new cars on the curb (Yeah)
b*t*h, I motivate the ghetto, all my n***as only hope (Facts)
b*t*h asked me what’s my name, call me anything but broke (b*t*h)
Got my feet on n***as neck (Yeah), a kilo on my chest (A ki-)
Got ‘bout sixty on my wrist, b*t*h, this ain’t my only kit (Nah)
Let them n***as chase hoes, I sit back and let ‘em pick (I’m chillin’)
Used to crawl on marble floors when my uncle had the bricks (Yeah)
I’m a legend, I came up out the ghetto, ain’t have no choice (Nah)
Starin’ at this water on my neck, it got the hoes moist (Wet)
In Miami, drunk as hell, crawlin’ out a Rolls Royce (Facts)
I don’t use my watch to tell the time, ‘cause it’s froze, boy
It’s time to separate the workers from the bosses (Yeah)
The n***as who be doin’ it, and the n***as who just talkin’ (Talkin’)
The n***as who be bullsh*ttin’, and the n***as who be ballin’ (Ballin’)
The n***as who be dealin’, and the ones who doin’ fraud sh*t (Let’s separate ‘em)
You already know what’s goin’ on (Let’s do it)
Payroll on the mof**kin’ beat, n***a (Yeah, yeah, uh)
Havin’ way too much paper (Uh huh)
Too much ice (Yuh)
First things first, let’s get to work, I done came up, n***as’ hurt (They hurt)
Bag touch end of the month, I just re’d up on the 1st (Yeah)
Sippin’ out a half-pint, while I cook a half chirp (Drank)
You run off with that work, and your new car gon’ be a hearse
Sold a thousand half-moons, now it’s stars on my shirt (Givenchy)
Used to ride the Megabus to put new cars on the curb (Yeah)
b*t*h, I motivate the ghetto, all my n***as only hope (Facts)
b*t*h asked me what’s my name, call me anything but broke (b*t*h)
Got my feet on n***as neck (Yeah), a kilo on my chest (A ki-)
Got ‘bout sixty on my wrist, b*t*h, this ain’t my only kit (Nah)
Let them n***as chase hoes, I sit back and let ‘em pick (I’m chillin’)
Used to crawl on marble floors when my uncle had the bricks (Yeah)
I’m a legend, I came up out the ghetto, ain’t have no choice (Nah)
Starin’ at this water on my neck, it got the hoes moist (Wet)
In Miami, drunk as hell, crawlin’ out a Rolls Royce (Facts)
I don’t use my watch to tell the time, ‘cause it’s froze, boy
It’s time to separate the workers from the bosses (Yeah)
The n***as who be doin’ it, and the n***as who just talkin’ (Talkin’)
The n***as who be bullsh*ttin’, and the n***as who be ballin’ (Ballin’)
The n***as who be dealin’, and the ones who doin’ fraud sh*t (Let’s separate ‘em)
