CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Goth Bloods / Goth Piru

N***as know (Yeah)
N***as know (Yeah)
N***as
N***as
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N***as know (Yeah)
B*t*hes know
Yeah they all about this paper, b*t*h i'm all about this dough

N***as know (Yeah)
B*t*hes know (Yeah)
They know (How you ain't know?)
Yeah they know
? You already know real talk n***a, yeah
What, what, yeah


N***as know, b*t*hes know (Yeah)
Yeah they all about this paper, b*t*h i'm all about this dough (All about this dough)
N***as know, b*t*hes know (Yeah)
All about this paper man i'm all about this dough
All about this show
Puttin' on for the 4
N***a that's my hood man we call it District 4 (Call it District 4)
That's the 4 n***a, 40204
Gotta get this dough, b*t*h we gotta count this dough
That's fasho (What?)
Pull up in that sh*t, aye hop up in that b*t*h
Man she on my d**k, N***a I don't need that b*t*h

How you ain't know?
How you ain't know?
But now you know cause Imma let you n***as know (Yeah)
Gotta get the dough, man i'm all about my dough
Yeah, n***a where i'm from everybody cut-throat (Cut-throat)

Off the 4, RIP my n***a Stro
RIP my n***a Bo, RIP my n***a Jitt (What?)
Man I run this sh*t yeah, G.O.T.H
Man I am the goth n***a comin' with the K
Man yo' a** better pray, yeah i'm tryna boss up (Wooh)
Boss n***a livin' man I don't give a f**k (Swag)
Yo b*t*h suck me up, she do that sh*t proper
You know i'm 8-1 n***a shout out Opa Locka
They keep alotta choppas, they keep alotta guns
And n***a don't want no war cause they do that for fun

N***as know, n***as know
B*t*hes know, b*t*hes know
Countin' up this money man I gotta count this dough
N***a that's fasho, puttin' on for District 4
N***a RIP Stro, N***a RIP Bo yeah
I say woah