CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Red Dead*
Yeah, yeah, yeah
DY Krazy
Livin' life like Red Dead, let me talk my sh*t
Let me spark my spliff, Percocet my best friend
If you want him dead, he dead, in the streets, I got the credit
Got murder on my mind, ride around my sh*t like headband
Choppers sing Blue Yeti, yeah, I leave him dead, dead
You know that lil' ho not my lover, she a Billie Jean
At 2 AM I'm up here drunk, I'm off that Hennessy
Might stretch this lil' Toyota, turn that b*t*h to Limousine
And I lost my brother he in his feels, he wasn't even in his league
I was so devilish in these streets, I can't expect help from God
N***as be wolves in sheep clothes and n***as can't even help their fraud
And they was just hopin' I was gon' fail and then I beat the odds
And I was like free my brother Solo, wish they had see-through walls
I told you them n***as ain't your mans, them boys been duckin' them calls
I heard them n***as ain't send no bread but they was trappin' out them halls
And I put a contract on a n***as head, he better watch how he talk
And I leave a n***a right where he stand, talkin' like I ain't no boss
And we can't tolerate disrespect, you know that lil' sh*t cost
And you know that's water 'round a young n***a neck, you know that lil' sh*t Voss
I was in the Neiman's spent a lil' check and I got a strap when I walk
Lil' bro the demon and he on that, he gon' knock you off
Livin' life like Red Dead, let me talk my sh*t
Let me spark my spliff, Percocet my best friend
If you want him dead, he dead, in the streets, I got the credit
Got murder on my mind, ride around my sh*t like headband
Choppers sing Blue Yeti, yeah, I leave him dead, dead
Let me talk my sh*t
Let me spark my spliff, Percocet my best friend
If you want him dead, he dead, in the streets, I got the credit
Got murder on my mind, ride around my sh*t like headband
Choppers sing Blue Yeti, yeah, I leave him dead, dead
Thinkin' 'bout Tim Tim when I'm on tour, wish you were next to me
For your birthday, I popped a deuce, I was rollin' off ecstasy
You was one of ours so we want blood, it's hard to let it be
Got the opps so mad, them n***as can't wait to take my breath from me
My Glock make music, Glizzy singin' like a melody
I'm a squeeze my .40 before I let you get the best of me
Plus, I'm with some killers who gon' shoot, that b*t*h aggressively
Stay with my slimes they'll wipe your nose, that's if you step to me
We was in them trenches dodgin' bullets and them felonies
Where I come from, 21 years old is a age you're blessed to see
Snitchin' at an all-time high in these streets ain't no integrity
I'm cold-hearted so I iced out my accessories
Livin' life like Red Dead, let me talk my sh*t
Let me spark my spliff, Percocet my best friend
If you want him dead, he dead, in the streets, I got the credit
Got murder on my mind, ride around my sh*t like headband
Choppers sing Blue Yeti, yeah, I leave him dead, dead
Let me talk my sh*t
Let me spark my spliff, Percocet my best friend
If you want him dead, he dead, in the streets, I got the credit
Got murder on my mind, ride around my sh*t like headband
Choppers sing Blue Yeti, yeah, I leave him dead, dead
DY Krazy
Livin' life like Red Dead, let me talk my sh*t
Let me spark my spliff, Percocet my best friend
If you want him dead, he dead, in the streets, I got the credit
Got murder on my mind, ride around my sh*t like headband
Choppers sing Blue Yeti, yeah, I leave him dead, dead
You know that lil' ho not my lover, she a Billie Jean
At 2 AM I'm up here drunk, I'm off that Hennessy
Might stretch this lil' Toyota, turn that b*t*h to Limousine
And I lost my brother he in his feels, he wasn't even in his league
I was so devilish in these streets, I can't expect help from God
N***as be wolves in sheep clothes and n***as can't even help their fraud
And they was just hopin' I was gon' fail and then I beat the odds
And I was like free my brother Solo, wish they had see-through walls
I told you them n***as ain't your mans, them boys been duckin' them calls
I heard them n***as ain't send no bread but they was trappin' out them halls
And I put a contract on a n***as head, he better watch how he talk
And I leave a n***a right where he stand, talkin' like I ain't no boss
And we can't tolerate disrespect, you know that lil' sh*t cost
And you know that's water 'round a young n***a neck, you know that lil' sh*t Voss
I was in the Neiman's spent a lil' check and I got a strap when I walk
Lil' bro the demon and he on that, he gon' knock you off
Livin' life like Red Dead, let me talk my sh*t
Let me spark my spliff, Percocet my best friend
If you want him dead, he dead, in the streets, I got the credit
Got murder on my mind, ride around my sh*t like headband
Choppers sing Blue Yeti, yeah, I leave him dead, dead
Let me talk my sh*t
Let me spark my spliff, Percocet my best friend
If you want him dead, he dead, in the streets, I got the credit
Got murder on my mind, ride around my sh*t like headband
Choppers sing Blue Yeti, yeah, I leave him dead, dead
Thinkin' 'bout Tim Tim when I'm on tour, wish you were next to me
For your birthday, I popped a deuce, I was rollin' off ecstasy
You was one of ours so we want blood, it's hard to let it be
Got the opps so mad, them n***as can't wait to take my breath from me
My Glock make music, Glizzy singin' like a melody
I'm a squeeze my .40 before I let you get the best of me
Plus, I'm with some killers who gon' shoot, that b*t*h aggressively
Stay with my slimes they'll wipe your nose, that's if you step to me
We was in them trenches dodgin' bullets and them felonies
Where I come from, 21 years old is a age you're blessed to see
Snitchin' at an all-time high in these streets ain't no integrity
I'm cold-hearted so I iced out my accessories
Livin' life like Red Dead, let me talk my sh*t
Let me spark my spliff, Percocet my best friend
If you want him dead, he dead, in the streets, I got the credit
Got murder on my mind, ride around my sh*t like headband
Choppers sing Blue Yeti, yeah, I leave him dead, dead
Let me talk my sh*t
Let me spark my spliff, Percocet my best friend
If you want him dead, he dead, in the streets, I got the credit
Got murder on my mind, ride around my sh*t like headband
Choppers sing Blue Yeti, yeah, I leave him dead, dead
