CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Bad Man *Smooth Criminal* (Remix)
Lil Capalot, b*t*h, ha
Lock em up n***a
Smooth criminal, Mike Jack
And I still like to tote a .45 like Mike back
Pull that TEC out just to make a statement
He gon' need a body bag or a night sack
He a b*t*h, he'll fold under pressure
I can tell from his posture, man, he ain't really like that
Mama told me, "I don't care if you scared
Go in for the kill, if they try, you better fight back"
We'll beat his a** if he try to throw the folks up
What's all that sh*t you was sayin' like you was so tough?
They gon' have to carry your mans if he approach us
Creepin' in, that glizzy'll blam when we get close up
Rich-a** gangster, my gun match the color of my car
Any sudden movеmеnt and this b*t*h go, "Fah, fah"
Bet I have 'em huggin' Allah
I'm thе goat, I'm a thug, I'm a star
Youngin' tryna clеar a crowd with the heat
When you ridin', better keep a .40 cal' by the seat
He was bangin' wrong 'til they found him deceased
It's a whole lot of evil roamin' 'round in the streets, uh
So you better look both ways, make your soul shake
Demons standin' in the doorway
Tell me, Annie, are you okay? Screamin' out, "No way"
Tell me, Annie, are you okay?
I ain't f**kin with these new n***as they f**k it all up
Really ironic how these b*t*hes be tagging me
Live a life you like
They all think there gangstas but they bring around the f**ked up life
Youngin' tryna clear a crowd with the heat
When you ridin', better keep a .40 cal' by the seat
He was bangin' wrong 'til they found him deceased
It's a whole lot of evil roamin' 'round in the streets, uh
So you better look both ways, make your soul shake
Demons standin' in the doorway
Tell me, Annie, are you okay? Screamin' out, "No way"
Tell me, Annie, are you okay?
Lock em up n***a
Smooth criminal, Mike Jack
And I still like to tote a .45 like Mike back
Pull that TEC out just to make a statement
He gon' need a body bag or a night sack
He a b*t*h, he'll fold under pressure
I can tell from his posture, man, he ain't really like that
Mama told me, "I don't care if you scared
Go in for the kill, if they try, you better fight back"
We'll beat his a** if he try to throw the folks up
What's all that sh*t you was sayin' like you was so tough?
They gon' have to carry your mans if he approach us
Creepin' in, that glizzy'll blam when we get close up
Rich-a** gangster, my gun match the color of my car
Any sudden movеmеnt and this b*t*h go, "Fah, fah"
Bet I have 'em huggin' Allah
I'm thе goat, I'm a thug, I'm a star
Youngin' tryna clеar a crowd with the heat
When you ridin', better keep a .40 cal' by the seat
He was bangin' wrong 'til they found him deceased
It's a whole lot of evil roamin' 'round in the streets, uh
So you better look both ways, make your soul shake
Demons standin' in the doorway
Tell me, Annie, are you okay? Screamin' out, "No way"
Tell me, Annie, are you okay?
I ain't f**kin with these new n***as they f**k it all up
Really ironic how these b*t*hes be tagging me
Live a life you like
They all think there gangstas but they bring around the f**ked up life
Youngin' tryna clear a crowd with the heat
When you ridin', better keep a .40 cal' by the seat
He was bangin' wrong 'til they found him deceased
It's a whole lot of evil roamin' 'round in the streets, uh
So you better look both ways, make your soul shake
Demons standin' in the doorway
Tell me, Annie, are you okay? Screamin' out, "No way"
Tell me, Annie, are you okay?
