CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Up Next
Wait, wait, wait
Wait, wait, wait
Sh*t was gon' happen sooner
REASON, n***a, uh
N***a, I been workin' way too hard for the bullsh*t, ha (Ha)
Ha, while these n***as makin' bullsh*t (Skrt)
I can't confuse it when I'm loaded, that's a full clip (Wha?)
A solid n***a got my stripes on some pool sh*t, ha (Ha)
Ha, I'm spitin' flames but I still be on some cool sh*t (On some cool sh*t)
My cool sh*t probably better than your best song (Than yo best song)
I been feelin' like a f**ked up mattress, uh
A n***a way too hard to be slept on
If you thought I wasn't nice then you guessed wrong (Guessed wrong)
Fly n***a, catch me chillin' with the Jetsons
Baby say she wifey, please learn a lesson
I'm a pimp n***a, I treat these women like a restroom (What that mean?)
That mean I use them for sh*t
Gainin' more fans, I'm as cool as it gets
They say life is a b*t*h, I'm abusin' her clit
And I'm makin' her c*m, f**k it, I'm young
Man I sear these fake n***as is actin' too hard (Too hard)
N***a, why you tryna prove somethin'?
Just remember that your card is like a muscle, my n***a (F**k)
And it's going to hurt you if I pull one, ha
N***a I know the real you (Real you)
My n***a look at everything that we done been through
They say, "REASON, you been through out the blizzard and you still you" (Wha?)
'Cause I was built for the cold like an igloo, oh
I swear I'm starin' my n***a (N***a), I swear I'm starin', my n***a
Don't got me no choice, must go harder my n***a
I was built to be fresh like a garden, my n***a
Look, starvin' n***a need a gut check
And you can better your bottom dollar that we up next
Hungry n***a need a gut check
And you can bet your bottom dollar, ha
Up next, see these other rappers blew it
ESPN ballin', RIP that n***a Stuart
Scott, take your box, I been drink on the fluid (What?)
Startin' at tax time, f**k a Jackson Hewitt (Ha!)
Without the H&R I was posted on the block
Won't be no Mike Brown, I'ma shot it out with cops (Cops)
Headed to the top while these other n***a flop (Ah)
They told me time is money, put some diamonds on my watch
Watch, don't believe me, I ain't Trinidad (No)
No meth, f**k breakin', I was living bad (Ha)
Same n***as used to hate me, know they prison fags
See the movin' around their cycles like a ceiling fan
President and I don't see the change n***a
Obama, Osama, I see the same n***a
Cops poppin' kids and they tell you be tame n***a
Live blind, you gon' die by the flame n***a
(Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop)
Look, bop, bop, bop
Middle finger to the pigs, f**k all these cops
From a block, n***a sellin rocks just to make a dollar
B*t*h sellin' t*** to somebody's father
Oh sh*t, cold sh*t, all I hear is, "go b*t*h, go b*t*h"
Froze wrist, oh sh*t, coppers come around me, don't snitch
Del Amo takin' head shots, n***as won't miss, Eazii
Theses n***as be lyin' I swear to my God that I'm done with the bullsh*t
I can't afford to be goin' to court on a capitol sentence
Del Amo the city, I die for my city, the gun I unloaded
She sellin' that powder and sellin' that pu**y, that's PP, no urine
If it wasn't for the haters I'd be ballin' like I'm Drake or somethin'
steady cookin' like I'm makin' somethin'
They want to steal my gold but I doubt they ever take it from me (Never)
Bum-a** n***as always hate it when you make it
Hardest n***a out but they will not give me credit (Credit)
Eazii never been a noodle, I don't like spaghetti ('Ghetti)
I fly and dressin' well, the gang is always prevyed
And there is only one I so don't tell me about Feddy Wop
All my n***as strapped they be ready for the apocalypse (Yeah, yeah)
Couple b*t*hes with they'll suck you till you out of it (Yeah, yeah)
Credit cards, dollar bills, they searchin' where you wallet is (Yeah, yeah)
Check 'em all, [?] and bring it back to poppa bear
Somebody tell Ca**idy and tell him I'ma-, I'ma hustler
[?], always ready for my customers
She loyal, got money and a freak then I'll f**k with her
Can't cook, no money, no weed, I ain't touchin' her
Lookin' like a million f**kin' dollars when I pull up
You lookin' like you askin' for a dollar when you pull up
I hit the pu**y, make her want to holla when I pull up
You love the b*t*h and always buy her flowers, that's tulips
They say they want bars so I'ma turn it up a notch
Whole team aimin' a beam, he got chicken pox
The guns you got don't even ring, they some replicas
Tomato squirted all over bread, are you catchin' up?
I swear I'm starin' my n***a (N***a), I swear I'm starin', my n***a
Don't got me no choice, must go harder my n***a
I was built to be fresh like a garden, my n***a
Look, starvin' n***a need a gut check
And you can better your bottom dollar that we up next
Hungry n***a need a gut check
And you can bet your bottom dollar (Bottom dollar, bottom dollar)
Wait, wait, wait
Sh*t was gon' happen sooner
REASON, n***a, uh
N***a, I been workin' way too hard for the bullsh*t, ha (Ha)
Ha, while these n***as makin' bullsh*t (Skrt)
I can't confuse it when I'm loaded, that's a full clip (Wha?)
A solid n***a got my stripes on some pool sh*t, ha (Ha)
Ha, I'm spitin' flames but I still be on some cool sh*t (On some cool sh*t)
My cool sh*t probably better than your best song (Than yo best song)
I been feelin' like a f**ked up mattress, uh
A n***a way too hard to be slept on
If you thought I wasn't nice then you guessed wrong (Guessed wrong)
Fly n***a, catch me chillin' with the Jetsons
Baby say she wifey, please learn a lesson
I'm a pimp n***a, I treat these women like a restroom (What that mean?)
That mean I use them for sh*t
Gainin' more fans, I'm as cool as it gets
They say life is a b*t*h, I'm abusin' her clit
And I'm makin' her c*m, f**k it, I'm young
Man I sear these fake n***as is actin' too hard (Too hard)
N***a, why you tryna prove somethin'?
Just remember that your card is like a muscle, my n***a (F**k)
And it's going to hurt you if I pull one, ha
N***a I know the real you (Real you)
My n***a look at everything that we done been through
They say, "REASON, you been through out the blizzard and you still you" (Wha?)
'Cause I was built for the cold like an igloo, oh
I swear I'm starin' my n***a (N***a), I swear I'm starin', my n***a
Don't got me no choice, must go harder my n***a
I was built to be fresh like a garden, my n***a
Look, starvin' n***a need a gut check
And you can better your bottom dollar that we up next
Hungry n***a need a gut check
And you can bet your bottom dollar, ha
Up next, see these other rappers blew it
ESPN ballin', RIP that n***a Stuart
Scott, take your box, I been drink on the fluid (What?)
Startin' at tax time, f**k a Jackson Hewitt (Ha!)
Without the H&R I was posted on the block
Won't be no Mike Brown, I'ma shot it out with cops (Cops)
Headed to the top while these other n***a flop (Ah)
They told me time is money, put some diamonds on my watch
Watch, don't believe me, I ain't Trinidad (No)
No meth, f**k breakin', I was living bad (Ha)
Same n***as used to hate me, know they prison fags
See the movin' around their cycles like a ceiling fan
President and I don't see the change n***a
Obama, Osama, I see the same n***a
Cops poppin' kids and they tell you be tame n***a
Live blind, you gon' die by the flame n***a
(Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop)
Look, bop, bop, bop
Middle finger to the pigs, f**k all these cops
From a block, n***a sellin rocks just to make a dollar
B*t*h sellin' t*** to somebody's father
Oh sh*t, cold sh*t, all I hear is, "go b*t*h, go b*t*h"
Froze wrist, oh sh*t, coppers come around me, don't snitch
Del Amo takin' head shots, n***as won't miss, Eazii
Theses n***as be lyin' I swear to my God that I'm done with the bullsh*t
I can't afford to be goin' to court on a capitol sentence
Del Amo the city, I die for my city, the gun I unloaded
She sellin' that powder and sellin' that pu**y, that's PP, no urine
If it wasn't for the haters I'd be ballin' like I'm Drake or somethin'
steady cookin' like I'm makin' somethin'
They want to steal my gold but I doubt they ever take it from me (Never)
Bum-a** n***as always hate it when you make it
Hardest n***a out but they will not give me credit (Credit)
Eazii never been a noodle, I don't like spaghetti ('Ghetti)
I fly and dressin' well, the gang is always prevyed
And there is only one I so don't tell me about Feddy Wop
All my n***as strapped they be ready for the apocalypse (Yeah, yeah)
Couple b*t*hes with they'll suck you till you out of it (Yeah, yeah)
Credit cards, dollar bills, they searchin' where you wallet is (Yeah, yeah)
Check 'em all, [?] and bring it back to poppa bear
Somebody tell Ca**idy and tell him I'ma-, I'ma hustler
[?], always ready for my customers
She loyal, got money and a freak then I'll f**k with her
Can't cook, no money, no weed, I ain't touchin' her
Lookin' like a million f**kin' dollars when I pull up
You lookin' like you askin' for a dollar when you pull up
I hit the pu**y, make her want to holla when I pull up
You love the b*t*h and always buy her flowers, that's tulips
They say they want bars so I'ma turn it up a notch
Whole team aimin' a beam, he got chicken pox
The guns you got don't even ring, they some replicas
Tomato squirted all over bread, are you catchin' up?
I swear I'm starin' my n***a (N***a), I swear I'm starin', my n***a
Don't got me no choice, must go harder my n***a
I was built to be fresh like a garden, my n***a
Look, starvin' n***a need a gut check
And you can better your bottom dollar that we up next
Hungry n***a need a gut check
And you can bet your bottom dollar (Bottom dollar, bottom dollar)
