CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Mortal Combat

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...the folks don't do that sh*t again
Shots fired, a lot of gun smoke everytime them hitters spin
I stay reminiscent 'bout them members like remember when (Uh, uh, uh, uh)

Lil' DM hard body, already told 'em ain't no pa**in' up, uh
Bookie spot 'em, got 'em, he blitz a block like he on Madden, uh
Switch on the back of the Drac', we fan the crowd, then ask what happened, uh
Cap' he been relaxin', Trench on X, he's like, "What's crackin'?"
And that b*t*h ain't wanna f**k back then, now she givе up her number, uh (Her numbеr)
ReRock Gang, young thugs, and we get slime like we know Gunna, uh (Slatt)
With my soldiers in that field, they throwin' bullets, Jay Culler, uh
Me and Cap' like Westbrook and K.D. back on the Thunder
I f**k slime back, Brick, he kick sh*t off just like we punters, uh
Four, it came with a switch, that b*t*h gon' sing like Stevie Wonder, uh
Lamp out on they block, then catch a B like Jimmy Butler, uh
Graah, graah, blatt, blatt, that switch put him right under, uh