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Paroles : RAGE
(Woaah)
Woa-oah
You rockin' with Flyme Productions, b*t*h
Yeah
Woah, woah, woah!
Rage runnin' through my veins
If you want a war, b*t*h don't test my f**king aim
B*t*h, out my way! I just hit another stain
Shoutout to the gang, f**k with us, get rearranged
XO
Rage runnin' through my veins
If you want a war, b*t*h, extendos to your brain
Rollie on the wrist, Cartier up on my face
B*t*h, out my way, I'm just stuck in my ways yeah, ways yeah
Rage runnin' through my veins
I just hit a lick, I might hit another stain
Glock nine loaded up, and I put it to your brain
Then I pull up hop out of the motherf**kin' wraith
If that n***a talk sh*t, send these shots out to his brain
30 n***as with me down to take a n***a chain, like wooaah
Yeah, like wooaah
Yeah (what)
Ima' hit the plug now
We gon' live life like we were so up now
We gon' roll up the beam
F**k with the team (yeah)
Load up the choppas and f**k up the scene, yeah
Choppa wit' a stick
I just took a p*ss on your f**kin' main b*t*h
What the f**k, Kantu, that's some R. Kelly sh*t
All black Benz and I bust down my wrist, woah, woah!
All of my texts, I ignore it
All of these b*t*hes, they boring
F**k that lil' b*t*h to the morning
F**k that lil' b*t*h till she snorin', woah, woah, woah!
Yeah, ay
Woah, woah, woah!
Lil' b*t*h don't wanna f**k with the gang cos' they know that we 'bout to blow-ow-ow
Yeah, ay
Woa-oah
You rockin' with Flyme Productions, b*t*h
Yeah
Woah, woah, woah!
Rage runnin' through my veins
If you want a war, b*t*h don't test my f**king aim
B*t*h, out my way! I just hit another stain
Shoutout to the gang, f**k with us, get rearranged
XO
Rage runnin' through my veins
If you want a war, b*t*h, extendos to your brain
Rollie on the wrist, Cartier up on my face
B*t*h, out my way, I'm just stuck in my ways yeah, ways yeah
Rage runnin' through my veins
I just hit a lick, I might hit another stain
Glock nine loaded up, and I put it to your brain
Then I pull up hop out of the motherf**kin' wraith
If that n***a talk sh*t, send these shots out to his brain
30 n***as with me down to take a n***a chain, like wooaah
Yeah, like wooaah
Yeah (what)
Ima' hit the plug now
We gon' live life like we were so up now
We gon' roll up the beam
F**k with the team (yeah)
Load up the choppas and f**k up the scene, yeah
Choppa wit' a stick
I just took a p*ss on your f**kin' main b*t*h
What the f**k, Kantu, that's some R. Kelly sh*t
All black Benz and I bust down my wrist, woah, woah!
All of my texts, I ignore it
All of these b*t*hes, they boring
F**k that lil' b*t*h to the morning
F**k that lil' b*t*h till she snorin', woah, woah, woah!
Yeah, ay
Woah, woah, woah!
Lil' b*t*h don't wanna f**k with the gang cos' they know that we 'bout to blow-ow-ow
Yeah, ay
