CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : What You Want

And I put my hands in the air and start cryin'
'cause I was thinkin' 'bout them days when we was dyin'
Respect my elders, I'm the oldest so I am
A young OG in that Lam' slidin' by them

Aye, what you want from a n***a, tell me what you want
I've been thinkin' way too much it's time to smoke
When you down on your last one
You gotta go get it, it's time to go
I've been stressed out, but I never tell 'em know

I put my chest out when I'm down won't let it show
Backin' away, a young n***a sippin' codeine
I'm wit' da guys on the wood, these is floor seats
And when we go outta town, we got our own things
I don't even know another n***a in the city makin' hella cheese
Brought the scale, ten on purpose, made da B wit' C
Let 'em talk 'bout it I'ma get it that's on everything
On a bed or da block servin' everythin'
Uh, when we come up outta space, and hit reality
Uh, and way before I signed it I was DC
Get your shotty, don't hesitate it ain't no maybe's
Ain't no talkin', all what you used to do baby