CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : No Relay
Pay me in full or don't pay me at all
I got ruly he keep rushing me
We burn a n***a to the third degree
Rush em DOA, dead on arrival u can't rush the G
Aw f**k why he keep rushing me
I got two...
He black and white so what you call that boy a referee
He earned his stripes, nah he just fouled out
All them jits know its collect, you know, adet about his money
I roll around with teks, he got two teks below his tummy
ATM on that sh*t free bands
A couple grand I spent that money
I'm with lil soldier, you know da kidd ain't buckin them but we come running
I was smoking on that tec, I wrapped em up just like a mummy
All he know is triple x, she asking me why I'm spelling funny
All I aim, above the head, they know exactly how I'm bumming
We G9, I tote G9, he say he want it, then he mine
I'm right behind ya, on onside, we masked up cuz sh*t get ugly
I say, I'm gripping my 45, it love me back cuz it be hugging me
He said what, oh that's cap, boy snap back before we come and see
And all these f**king carrots silly rabbit, you think bout snatching these
Lil Chinese white b*t*h she chew the d**k just like she Japanese
Yeah I was flight risk, I'm talking back when I was 17
And he say what, I'm on his a**
He think he ash, he in a blunt
That n***a gas, that I can't pa**, eh
She don't like d**k, but dropping VV's, I was 17
She want to ride d**k, but I won't let her come and ride me
Like ain't that Soldier Kidd, don't run up I might up that fire b*t*h
Got a .45, No eager n***as
45 get even
Say its smoke, I'm big cheefing
I'm on go, and n***as be leaving
She don't go, whenever I'm cheating
He don't know, I'm really be bleeding
Dis that Kansas City Cheefers, I puff puff don't ever pa**
I'll call my Cincinnati Bengals, just to get up on your a**
That Glock 4-0 came with a heater, better yet a cooling fan
I'm going long like Ochocinco
But I moss him when I land
We step on sh*t, just like a Mac
But I'mma call this dapper dan
I see that sh*t, but don't react
When we attack, like who that is
So I'm like okay, this how we play
We gone back to back, no relay
We go hat for hat, no "he say"
F**k that this and that, no "she say"
N***as clicking up, that's too gay
We want headshots, no toupees
N***as always saying nine and I'm in their mouth more than toothpaste, ay
I got ruly he keep rushing me
We burn a n***a to the third degree
Rush em DOA, dead on arrival u can't rush the G
Aw f**k why he keep rushing me
I got two...
He black and white so what you call that boy a referee
He earned his stripes, nah he just fouled out
All them jits know its collect, you know, adet about his money
I roll around with teks, he got two teks below his tummy
ATM on that sh*t free bands
A couple grand I spent that money
I'm with lil soldier, you know da kidd ain't buckin them but we come running
I was smoking on that tec, I wrapped em up just like a mummy
All he know is triple x, she asking me why I'm spelling funny
All I aim, above the head, they know exactly how I'm bumming
We G9, I tote G9, he say he want it, then he mine
I'm right behind ya, on onside, we masked up cuz sh*t get ugly
I say, I'm gripping my 45, it love me back cuz it be hugging me
He said what, oh that's cap, boy snap back before we come and see
And all these f**king carrots silly rabbit, you think bout snatching these
Lil Chinese white b*t*h she chew the d**k just like she Japanese
Yeah I was flight risk, I'm talking back when I was 17
And he say what, I'm on his a**
He think he ash, he in a blunt
That n***a gas, that I can't pa**, eh
She don't like d**k, but dropping VV's, I was 17
She want to ride d**k, but I won't let her come and ride me
Like ain't that Soldier Kidd, don't run up I might up that fire b*t*h
Got a .45, No eager n***as
45 get even
Say its smoke, I'm big cheefing
I'm on go, and n***as be leaving
She don't go, whenever I'm cheating
He don't know, I'm really be bleeding
Dis that Kansas City Cheefers, I puff puff don't ever pa**
I'll call my Cincinnati Bengals, just to get up on your a**
That Glock 4-0 came with a heater, better yet a cooling fan
I'm going long like Ochocinco
But I moss him when I land
We step on sh*t, just like a Mac
But I'mma call this dapper dan
I see that sh*t, but don't react
When we attack, like who that is
So I'm like okay, this how we play
We gone back to back, no relay
We go hat for hat, no "he say"
F**k that this and that, no "she say"
N***as clicking up, that's too gay
We want headshots, no toupees
N***as always saying nine and I'm in their mouth more than toothpaste, ay
