CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : KitKat
(Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
Mmh, mmh, mmh (Yeah, okay)
Nothin' but them silent shooters, I got deadly a**a**ins
Catch him a body, come pick up this paper
Sometimes I keep it, they say it's a favor
Put 'em on a feat for poppin' a hater (Yes, sir)
I remember I was poppin' for flavors, talkin' 'bout gas, right? (Yeah)
Yeah, kickdoor, Slimeball, I'm with that
Hit a door, hit the stick, b*t*h got a kickback (Ooh)
Gettin' this money, my n***a, I get that (Yeah)
Glad that I'm rappin', they know that I'm with that (Yeah)
Rollin' up rapper, you know that that b*t*h pack (Yeah, b*t*h pack), b*t*h a** n***a (Hahaha)
Talkin' 'bout some smoke but they can't get they get back (Nah)
See me in person, you n***as ain't with that (Nah)
Brеak in this b*t*h with a muhf**kin' Kit Kat, hahahaha, yeah (Yes, sir)
Why you flexin' fivе thousand dollars? (Flexin' five thousand), you ain't got no racks
N***a can't even post a f**kin' ten (Can't even post a f**kin' ten), talkin' 'bout some f**kin' stacks
And you talkin' 'bout killin' (Man, you talkin' 'bout killin'?), boy, you kiddin', you ain't 'bout all that
Boy, it take like twenty just to spin (It take like twenty), you ain't f**kin' with that (Swear)
You don't wanna beef with none of my twins, should've been the same blood like kin
Sh*t, girl, you gon' do what I would've did (Phew, what you doin'?)
Bust a n***a head, leave him where he should've been
Hangin' out the window, n***a spin a bend
Rich Shooter sh*t, yeah, kickin' in, y'all n***a ridin' 'round in the pen'
Yeah, n***a broke, n***a can't win
Yeah, your folk dead, playin' once again
Can't even buy bullets, n***a pu**y
Duckin' from me, runnin', n***a big pu**y
Should've told you Slimeball not pu**y
Everybody rockin' with him ain't pu**y (Yeah), f**k you talkin' 'bout? N***a
Nothin' but them silent shooters, I got deadly a**a**ins
Catch him a body, come pick up this paper
Sometimes I keep it, they say it's a favor
Put 'em on a feat for poppin' a hater (Yes, sir)
I remember I was poppin' for flavors, talkin' 'bout gas, right? (Yeah)
Yeah, kickdoor, Slimeball, I'm with that
Hit a door, hit the stick, b*t*h got a kickback (Ooh)
Gettin' this money, my n***a, I get that (Yeah)
Glad that I'm rappin', they know that I'm with that (Yeah)
Rollin' up rapper, you know that that b*t*h pack (Yeah, b*t*h pack), b*t*h a** n***a (Hahaha)
Talkin' 'bout some smoke but they can't get they get back (Nah)
See me in person, you n***as ain't with that (Nah)
Break in this b*t*h with a muhf**kin' Kit Kat, hahahaha, yeah (Yes, sir)
Karate chop with the stick and I'm choppin' up sh*t, man, these n***as ain't ready for this (Ready for that)
I mob in the street and we cleanin' the streets, ain't no evidence, n***a, we doin' this sh*t (Doin' this sh*t)
That mafia sh*t, n***as sendin' them hits, no stopping this sh*t, get ready to quit (Yeah)
We do resumé, we don't do the snitch (Yeah), you n***as was made, you made like a b*t*h (Made like a b*t*h)
The sh*t here is grown, this not for no kid, you still in the house, don't come on the porch (Come on the porch)
The folks outside, they knockin' out foes (Knockin' out foes), your blood hit the ground before you hit the floor (Damn)
You don't need to put no more stress on your folks, playin' with big Slime like hittin' the Pope (Hittin' the Pope)
Shot out the council, shot out the smoke (Yeah)
Ayy, just let it go
Nothin' but them silent shooters, I got deadly a**a**ins
Catch him a body, come pick up this paper
Sometimes I keep it, they say it's a favor
Put 'em on a feat for poppin' a hater (Yes, sir)
I remember I was poppin' for flavors, talkin' 'bout gas, right? (Yeah)
Yeah, kickdoor, Slimeball, I'm with that
Hit a door, hit the stick, b*t*h got a kickback (Ooh)
Gettin' this money, my n***a, I get that (Yeah)
Glad that I'm rappin', they know that I'm with that (Yeah)
Rollin' up rapper, you know that that b*t*h pack (Yeah, b*t*h pack), b*t*h a** n***a (Hahaha)
Talkin' 'bout some smoke but they can't get they get back (Nah)
See me in person, you n***as ain't with that (Nah)
Break in this b*t*h with a muhf**kin' Kit Kat, hahahaha, yeah (Yes, sir)
Mmh, mmh, mmh (Yeah, okay)
Nothin' but them silent shooters, I got deadly a**a**ins
Catch him a body, come pick up this paper
Sometimes I keep it, they say it's a favor
Put 'em on a feat for poppin' a hater (Yes, sir)
I remember I was poppin' for flavors, talkin' 'bout gas, right? (Yeah)
Yeah, kickdoor, Slimeball, I'm with that
Hit a door, hit the stick, b*t*h got a kickback (Ooh)
Gettin' this money, my n***a, I get that (Yeah)
Glad that I'm rappin', they know that I'm with that (Yeah)
Rollin' up rapper, you know that that b*t*h pack (Yeah, b*t*h pack), b*t*h a** n***a (Hahaha)
Talkin' 'bout some smoke but they can't get they get back (Nah)
See me in person, you n***as ain't with that (Nah)
Brеak in this b*t*h with a muhf**kin' Kit Kat, hahahaha, yeah (Yes, sir)
Why you flexin' fivе thousand dollars? (Flexin' five thousand), you ain't got no racks
N***a can't even post a f**kin' ten (Can't even post a f**kin' ten), talkin' 'bout some f**kin' stacks
And you talkin' 'bout killin' (Man, you talkin' 'bout killin'?), boy, you kiddin', you ain't 'bout all that
Boy, it take like twenty just to spin (It take like twenty), you ain't f**kin' with that (Swear)
You don't wanna beef with none of my twins, should've been the same blood like kin
Sh*t, girl, you gon' do what I would've did (Phew, what you doin'?)
Bust a n***a head, leave him where he should've been
Hangin' out the window, n***a spin a bend
Rich Shooter sh*t, yeah, kickin' in, y'all n***a ridin' 'round in the pen'
Yeah, n***a broke, n***a can't win
Yeah, your folk dead, playin' once again
Can't even buy bullets, n***a pu**y
Duckin' from me, runnin', n***a big pu**y
Should've told you Slimeball not pu**y
Everybody rockin' with him ain't pu**y (Yeah), f**k you talkin' 'bout? N***a
Nothin' but them silent shooters, I got deadly a**a**ins
Catch him a body, come pick up this paper
Sometimes I keep it, they say it's a favor
Put 'em on a feat for poppin' a hater (Yes, sir)
I remember I was poppin' for flavors, talkin' 'bout gas, right? (Yeah)
Yeah, kickdoor, Slimeball, I'm with that
Hit a door, hit the stick, b*t*h got a kickback (Ooh)
Gettin' this money, my n***a, I get that (Yeah)
Glad that I'm rappin', they know that I'm with that (Yeah)
Rollin' up rapper, you know that that b*t*h pack (Yeah, b*t*h pack), b*t*h a** n***a (Hahaha)
Talkin' 'bout some smoke but they can't get they get back (Nah)
See me in person, you n***as ain't with that (Nah)
Break in this b*t*h with a muhf**kin' Kit Kat, hahahaha, yeah (Yes, sir)
Karate chop with the stick and I'm choppin' up sh*t, man, these n***as ain't ready for this (Ready for that)
I mob in the street and we cleanin' the streets, ain't no evidence, n***a, we doin' this sh*t (Doin' this sh*t)
That mafia sh*t, n***as sendin' them hits, no stopping this sh*t, get ready to quit (Yeah)
We do resumé, we don't do the snitch (Yeah), you n***as was made, you made like a b*t*h (Made like a b*t*h)
The sh*t here is grown, this not for no kid, you still in the house, don't come on the porch (Come on the porch)
The folks outside, they knockin' out foes (Knockin' out foes), your blood hit the ground before you hit the floor (Damn)
You don't need to put no more stress on your folks, playin' with big Slime like hittin' the Pope (Hittin' the Pope)
Shot out the council, shot out the smoke (Yeah)
Ayy, just let it go
Nothin' but them silent shooters, I got deadly a**a**ins
Catch him a body, come pick up this paper
Sometimes I keep it, they say it's a favor
Put 'em on a feat for poppin' a hater (Yes, sir)
I remember I was poppin' for flavors, talkin' 'bout gas, right? (Yeah)
Yeah, kickdoor, Slimeball, I'm with that
Hit a door, hit the stick, b*t*h got a kickback (Ooh)
Gettin' this money, my n***a, I get that (Yeah)
Glad that I'm rappin', they know that I'm with that (Yeah)
Rollin' up rapper, you know that that b*t*h pack (Yeah, b*t*h pack), b*t*h a** n***a (Hahaha)
Talkin' 'bout some smoke but they can't get they get back (Nah)
See me in person, you n***as ain't with that (Nah)
Break in this b*t*h with a muhf**kin' Kit Kat, hahahaha, yeah (Yes, sir)
