CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Nuestra Señora
MTM, hit 'em with the heat
Said she wanna slide and pull up on a real one
Sh*t can get violent totin' on a real gun
Always got riders 'til they feel the fear come
I'ma stay silent, hard to build a case up
God I gotta light it, consumed my soul
Ain't no lackin' in traffic, I got my pole
Nuestra Señora, she know
I'ma give 'em all my all until the gate closed
Said she wanna slide and pull up on a real one
Sh*t can get violent totin' on a real gun
Always got riders 'til they feel the fear come
I'ma stay silent, hard to build a case up
God I gotta light it, consumed my soul
Ain't no lackin' in traffic, I got my pole
Nuestra Señora, she know
I'ma give 'em all my all until the gate closed
I'ma give 'em all my all until the gate closed
How he go and run up an M up without the radio
I was tweakin' hard too hard, put down the Faygo
That was appetizers, was burnin' Reynolds with Play-Doh
Dodgin' death and the Feds up on a good day
Had to realize that I'm livin' life in the worst way
Still too deep in this life, I'm livin' a one-way
Ain't no turnin' back, I'll be shameless until my grave lay
It was a Grey Day, turned into some real dark night
You know the game changed up, ain't no more one-on-one fights
Back then, gettin' hopped, could've pulled out a knife
Now I can't take a sh*t without my .40 and my 9
Ain't many I can trust, maybe my Mama and Aplie
Applying pressure to they neck, I swear they all gon' die
They sayin' death follow me, but I think death on my side
I got them red hollow tips and got yo head in my sight
Said she wanna slide and pull up on a real one
Sh*t can get violent totin' on a real gun
Always got riders 'til they feel the fear come
I'ma stay silent, hard to build a case up
God I gotta light it, consumed my soul
Ain't no lackin' in traffic, I got my pole
Nuestra Señora, she know
I'ma give 'em all my all until the gate closed
Said she wanna slide and pull up on a real one
Sh*t can get violent totin' on a real gun
Always got riders 'til they feel the fear come
I'ma stay silent, hard to build a case up
God I gotta light it, consumed my soul
Ain't no lackin' in traffic, I got my pole
Nuestra Señora, she know
I'ma give 'em all my all until the gate closed
Said she wanna slide and pull up on a real one
Sh*t can get violent totin' on a real gun
Always got riders 'til they feel the fear come
I'ma stay silent, hard to build a case up
God I gotta light it, consumed my soul
Ain't no lackin' in traffic, I got my pole
Nuestra Señora, she know
I'ma give 'em all my all until the gate closed
Said she wanna slide and pull up on a real one
Sh*t can get violent totin' on a real gun
Always got riders 'til they feel the fear come
I'ma stay silent, hard to build a case up
God I gotta light it, consumed my soul
Ain't no lackin' in traffic, I got my pole
Nuestra Señora, she know
I'ma give 'em all my all until the gate closed
I'ma give 'em all my all until the gate closed
How he go and run up an M up without the radio
I was tweakin' hard too hard, put down the Faygo
That was appetizers, was burnin' Reynolds with Play-Doh
Dodgin' death and the Feds up on a good day
Had to realize that I'm livin' life in the worst way
Still too deep in this life, I'm livin' a one-way
Ain't no turnin' back, I'll be shameless until my grave lay
It was a Grey Day, turned into some real dark night
You know the game changed up, ain't no more one-on-one fights
Back then, gettin' hopped, could've pulled out a knife
Now I can't take a sh*t without my .40 and my 9
Ain't many I can trust, maybe my Mama and Aplie
Applying pressure to they neck, I swear they all gon' die
They sayin' death follow me, but I think death on my side
I got them red hollow tips and got yo head in my sight
Said she wanna slide and pull up on a real one
Sh*t can get violent totin' on a real gun
Always got riders 'til they feel the fear come
I'ma stay silent, hard to build a case up
God I gotta light it, consumed my soul
Ain't no lackin' in traffic, I got my pole
Nuestra Señora, she know
I'ma give 'em all my all until the gate closed
Said she wanna slide and pull up on a real one
Sh*t can get violent totin' on a real gun
Always got riders 'til they feel the fear come
I'ma stay silent, hard to build a case up
God I gotta light it, consumed my soul
Ain't no lackin' in traffic, I got my pole
Nuestra Señora, she know
I'ma give 'em all my all until the gate closed
