CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Damn what a n*gga say
Damn what a n***a say, we gon' make it anyway
Blast yo Glock hoe, comin' through the backdoor
Fl-izz-y on that f**kin' fry, n***a you request to die
When you put this playa down, then I clown on you hoe
Lil Fly pull yo hand grenade, now take this n***a for his dope
Yeah it's on I gotta (?) turnin' twilight zone
You can be a victim of this 2-11, crack yo bone
Nothin' but anna I can't handle, put yo ass in check
Take yo life and kill you twice and f**k around break yo neck
Slit yo motherf**kin' wrist when a n***a on that fry
Blow yo nose, you take control now tears comin' from yo eye
Ignant n***a on the mic, dynamite, I'm too hype
Fill yo brain with acid mane then it's on, ain't that right
SPV and SPL - crazy n***as can't you tell
Mitchell Heights and (?) all these n***as where I dwell
Playa told me to come hard, Playa Posse won't be barred
Shoot that b*t*h now dig his ditch now leave him in his f**kin' yard
Back from the dead on that blow straight from Park Way
Damn what these n***as say, we gon' make it anyway
Damn what n***a say I'm rollin' my cut dawg
... lookin' back, watchin' my back
Snortin' my pack, don't you know I gotta make it in da '95
... n***a need to chill out 'fore I have to
Put the nine up to yo nose, make yo beg for yo life
Shoot you in yo head, n***a I'm runnin' from no f**kin' feds
Riverside bound hoe
... creepin' real slow
Beamin' and gleamin' while I got that demon screamin inside of me
As I tiptoe quietly
Through his backyard, Southpark n***as puttin' a stop to this sh*t
Blew da door off da hinge and ran in that b*t*h
Screamin' where da money at and handed 'em a plastic sack
He tried to run, that's when I had to paint da wall wid his back
You gets no second chance, sirens from an ambulance
They finna haul you off, damage from a sawed-off
Fool, don't you ever try to test my crew
Cause in the motherf**kin' South, we don't play by no rules
The SPL up in this hoe plus da Riverside
It ain't no way we gonna let you Triple b*t*hes slide
My nose start to bleed, I'm knowin' that didn't come from no weed
Me and the Lil Fly stayin' high - yes, indeed
You think you tough behind a mic, in the streets you scared to look
You take your last breath, b*t*h when yo life get took
This sh*t is thick in the motherf**kin' Southpark my brother
If you make it by one (?) you gotta deal with another
Damn what a n***a say, V-Dog gon' make it anyway
As I cruise through the hood (?) but it's all good
Roastin' toastin' all these hoes comin' up real quick
Ridin' through the hood, lookin' real good, jealous b*t*hes can't stand this sh*t
As I creep on my block take the nine millimeter stash pot
At yo face, drop it off, please don't make me catch a case
I'm from the screet, where I creep late at night...
..., bound to make a stang, see
As I come body numb, n***as can't f**k with me
Drop it off yo ass, anyway I'm gonna get paid G
Walkin' up and down the L, a blunt is in my f**kin' hand
Junkies runnin' up talkin' spendin' twenties man
So I got them bricks for them tricks talkin' sh*t
Just don't know the SPL will get yo motherf**kin' wig split
Ridin' with my n***a .. got that f**kin' blow
... so you know the score
Damn them b*t*hes talkin' 'bout they on snow, just don't know
Look who's gonna flow on them Triple Six b*t*hes
Damn what a n***a say about a playa, Lil Pain mane
Buck 'em wild, cause I'm clean, n***as playa hate me
Wishin' they was in my shoes..
Not to sweat the track b*t*h, now I'm down with my click
Only thing you need to do is keep South Memphis out yo mouth
Damn what a n***a say, cause y'all gon' make it anyway
Comin' with absurdity, it's best you run along and play
Quick to talk that sh*t ,,,
Anna is floatin' through the air and I done started to smell it
Usually I wait for you to slip before I act a clown
But since I'm on that dope, mane f**k this sh*t, it's time for blastin' rounds
Big mob we on another mission, AK's gotta hit the scenes
D.Vious about to come so mean, let's go get Psycho D
Look Frog 'bout his hog creepin' through da f**kin' smalls
n***as tryna haul ass, gonna make 'em fall fast
Lil Boo make them lemons suffer, f**k a pluck a motherf**ker
Infrared, SPL raisin' hell, buck them suckers
Damn a n***a, how the f**k you figure I'll just pull the trigger
Try to hit ya, if I miss ya then I'd guess the Lord was with ya
I see you another day, damn what a n***a say
You gon' be dead and gone as we chief plenty hay
b*t*h!
Damn what a n***a say
Damn what a n***a say
Damn what a n***a say, we gon' make it anyway
Damn what a n***a say
Damn what a n***a say
Damn what a n***a say, we gon' make it anyway
Damn what a n***a say, ridin' into Brownwood
Holla at my n***a (?), f**k them b*t*hes, let them n***as know
This f**kin' devil score, SPL in this hoe
Tryin' to get the serve on, find Lil Fly, bring that blow
Time to go and touch them b*t*hes, chillin' with Riverside
SPL, SPV where we dwell, clientele
Tryin' to get bail, sendin' you n***as straight to hell
... cause we runnin' this
As I plan to climax, man I'm chiefin' so relaxed
... feelin' strange on this sack
Fly, he f**kin' chiefin' blunts, never fear a funky punk
Grab yo tone and talk that junt, put yo pistol down and dump
SPL and SPV, Riverside, we do not play
Comin' from South Park Way and damn what a n***a say
Damn what a n***a say
Damn what a n***a say
Damn what a n***a say, we gon' make it anyway
Da-damn what a n***a say
Da-damn what a n***a say
Damn what a n***a say, we gon' make it anyway
Bustas just be downin' me, suckas should be crownin' me
Bumpin' how I'm soundin' round for round is Fly and Gangsta B
What's up to da River doe? Always down and in this hoe
n***as who be crap and (?) - Fly don't really hear them tho
Man, I plan to reach the top before my heart decide to stop
And Fly would rather smoke myself than have it from a crooked cop
Lemons just adore my game, never can ignore me mane
Playa keeps on bumpin' now my n***as know I'm rockin' thangs
Snizzow on the f**kin' track, but yo I'm ownin' f**kin' packs
Mane I bust my ass crack for stayin' on dat blunjah jack
Comin' from the City X, King of all the crosses
Trick so if you wanna cross me out then Fly know what to do for it
City is located next to darkness of da f**kin' cut
n***as need to show respect cuz Playa plan on comin' up
Marked to stay up on the top and don't forget the plastic Glock
(?) is on the scene, he lookin' mean, a Playa down to pop
Bullets in yo f**kin' back and Fly ain't scared to pack that gat
Playas gon' attack and got my back, a Playa's on them packs
*cuts*
So don't you doubt me punk because I funk and smoke a plenty hay
All my n***as help me say: "Damn what a n***a say!"
Keepin' it smooth, layin' you suckas on da f**kin' floor
Gimme all yo cheese, all yo dope, now I'm out da door
Slip into my ride cause it's time for me to get on game
You b*t*hes don't make a move, you b*t*hes don't make a sound
Back on da Town and we lookin' for our next victim
Fly get it (I got it, now what's the f**k up with it)
Let's stick 'em to da f**kin' ground, make 'em make that ugly sound
Gangsta B you in this hoe, now man is on that funkytown
Creepin' on ah come up, cause we down to make sum f**kin' ends
Tanqueray what dawg said, I-B-N, yeah we in the wind
So when I catch you slippin' and you need to start prayin'
Damn what you b*t*hes say, a grave is where you lay in
Blast yo Glock hoe, comin' through the backdoor
Fl-izz-y on that f**kin' fry, n***a you request to die
When you put this playa down, then I clown on you hoe
Lil Fly pull yo hand grenade, now take this n***a for his dope
Yeah it's on I gotta (?) turnin' twilight zone
You can be a victim of this 2-11, crack yo bone
Nothin' but anna I can't handle, put yo ass in check
Take yo life and kill you twice and f**k around break yo neck
Slit yo motherf**kin' wrist when a n***a on that fry
Blow yo nose, you take control now tears comin' from yo eye
Ignant n***a on the mic, dynamite, I'm too hype
Fill yo brain with acid mane then it's on, ain't that right
SPV and SPL - crazy n***as can't you tell
Mitchell Heights and (?) all these n***as where I dwell
Playa told me to come hard, Playa Posse won't be barred
Shoot that b*t*h now dig his ditch now leave him in his f**kin' yard
Back from the dead on that blow straight from Park Way
Damn what these n***as say, we gon' make it anyway
Damn what n***a say I'm rollin' my cut dawg
... lookin' back, watchin' my back
Snortin' my pack, don't you know I gotta make it in da '95
... n***a need to chill out 'fore I have to
Put the nine up to yo nose, make yo beg for yo life
Shoot you in yo head, n***a I'm runnin' from no f**kin' feds
Riverside bound hoe
... creepin' real slow
Beamin' and gleamin' while I got that demon screamin inside of me
As I tiptoe quietly
Through his backyard, Southpark n***as puttin' a stop to this sh*t
Blew da door off da hinge and ran in that b*t*h
Screamin' where da money at and handed 'em a plastic sack
He tried to run, that's when I had to paint da wall wid his back
You gets no second chance, sirens from an ambulance
They finna haul you off, damage from a sawed-off
Fool, don't you ever try to test my crew
Cause in the motherf**kin' South, we don't play by no rules
The SPL up in this hoe plus da Riverside
It ain't no way we gonna let you Triple b*t*hes slide
My nose start to bleed, I'm knowin' that didn't come from no weed
Me and the Lil Fly stayin' high - yes, indeed
You think you tough behind a mic, in the streets you scared to look
You take your last breath, b*t*h when yo life get took
This sh*t is thick in the motherf**kin' Southpark my brother
If you make it by one (?) you gotta deal with another
Damn what a n***a say, V-Dog gon' make it anyway
As I cruise through the hood (?) but it's all good
Roastin' toastin' all these hoes comin' up real quick
Ridin' through the hood, lookin' real good, jealous b*t*hes can't stand this sh*t
As I creep on my block take the nine millimeter stash pot
At yo face, drop it off, please don't make me catch a case
I'm from the screet, where I creep late at night...
..., bound to make a stang, see
As I come body numb, n***as can't f**k with me
Drop it off yo ass, anyway I'm gonna get paid G
Walkin' up and down the L, a blunt is in my f**kin' hand
Junkies runnin' up talkin' spendin' twenties man
So I got them bricks for them tricks talkin' sh*t
Just don't know the SPL will get yo motherf**kin' wig split
Ridin' with my n***a .. got that f**kin' blow
... so you know the score
Damn them b*t*hes talkin' 'bout they on snow, just don't know
Look who's gonna flow on them Triple Six b*t*hes
Damn what a n***a say about a playa, Lil Pain mane
Buck 'em wild, cause I'm clean, n***as playa hate me
Wishin' they was in my shoes..
Not to sweat the track b*t*h, now I'm down with my click
Only thing you need to do is keep South Memphis out yo mouth
Damn what a n***a say, cause y'all gon' make it anyway
Comin' with absurdity, it's best you run along and play
Quick to talk that sh*t ,,,
Anna is floatin' through the air and I done started to smell it
Usually I wait for you to slip before I act a clown
But since I'm on that dope, mane f**k this sh*t, it's time for blastin' rounds
Big mob we on another mission, AK's gotta hit the scenes
D.Vious about to come so mean, let's go get Psycho D
Look Frog 'bout his hog creepin' through da f**kin' smalls
n***as tryna haul ass, gonna make 'em fall fast
Lil Boo make them lemons suffer, f**k a pluck a motherf**ker
Infrared, SPL raisin' hell, buck them suckers
Damn a n***a, how the f**k you figure I'll just pull the trigger
Try to hit ya, if I miss ya then I'd guess the Lord was with ya
I see you another day, damn what a n***a say
You gon' be dead and gone as we chief plenty hay
b*t*h!
Damn what a n***a say
Damn what a n***a say
Damn what a n***a say, we gon' make it anyway
Damn what a n***a say
Damn what a n***a say
Damn what a n***a say, we gon' make it anyway
Damn what a n***a say, ridin' into Brownwood
Holla at my n***a (?), f**k them b*t*hes, let them n***as know
This f**kin' devil score, SPL in this hoe
Tryin' to get the serve on, find Lil Fly, bring that blow
Time to go and touch them b*t*hes, chillin' with Riverside
SPL, SPV where we dwell, clientele
Tryin' to get bail, sendin' you n***as straight to hell
... cause we runnin' this
As I plan to climax, man I'm chiefin' so relaxed
... feelin' strange on this sack
Fly, he f**kin' chiefin' blunts, never fear a funky punk
Grab yo tone and talk that junt, put yo pistol down and dump
SPL and SPV, Riverside, we do not play
Comin' from South Park Way and damn what a n***a say
Damn what a n***a say
Damn what a n***a say
Damn what a n***a say, we gon' make it anyway
Da-damn what a n***a say
Da-damn what a n***a say
Damn what a n***a say, we gon' make it anyway
Bustas just be downin' me, suckas should be crownin' me
Bumpin' how I'm soundin' round for round is Fly and Gangsta B
What's up to da River doe? Always down and in this hoe
n***as who be crap and (?) - Fly don't really hear them tho
Man, I plan to reach the top before my heart decide to stop
And Fly would rather smoke myself than have it from a crooked cop
Lemons just adore my game, never can ignore me mane
Playa keeps on bumpin' now my n***as know I'm rockin' thangs
Snizzow on the f**kin' track, but yo I'm ownin' f**kin' packs
Mane I bust my ass crack for stayin' on dat blunjah jack
Comin' from the City X, King of all the crosses
Trick so if you wanna cross me out then Fly know what to do for it
City is located next to darkness of da f**kin' cut
n***as need to show respect cuz Playa plan on comin' up
Marked to stay up on the top and don't forget the plastic Glock
(?) is on the scene, he lookin' mean, a Playa down to pop
Bullets in yo f**kin' back and Fly ain't scared to pack that gat
Playas gon' attack and got my back, a Playa's on them packs
*cuts*
So don't you doubt me punk because I funk and smoke a plenty hay
All my n***as help me say: "Damn what a n***a say!"
Keepin' it smooth, layin' you suckas on da f**kin' floor
Gimme all yo cheese, all yo dope, now I'm out da door
Slip into my ride cause it's time for me to get on game
You b*t*hes don't make a move, you b*t*hes don't make a sound
Back on da Town and we lookin' for our next victim
Fly get it (I got it, now what's the f**k up with it)
Let's stick 'em to da f**kin' ground, make 'em make that ugly sound
Gangsta B you in this hoe, now man is on that funkytown
Creepin' on ah come up, cause we down to make sum f**kin' ends
Tanqueray what dawg said, I-B-N, yeah we in the wind
So when I catch you slippin' and you need to start prayin'
Damn what you b*t*hes say, a grave is where you lay in
