CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Ain't Close

Shit, we ain't fake it till we make it nigga
We just making it nigga
Here nigga
Yung Rel, I'm in the motherf*cka' nigga
(DJ Yung Rel, what's up?)
Shit, niggas minor nigga
Everything we do major
(Major out here, f*ck nigga)

You could find me at the corner store, pouring drank
With your main, she want me to cuff her right now but I can't
I got rank, I'm a soldier but I use this Glock to crank
Okay, I get it, you get in the way, I just go get paid
(Hoodrich)
You might find me in designer but you won't find me in no mall
Or you might find me on that hoe, without a show you got no balls
I love that feeling in my stomach when my back against the wall
On my job, on and off the clock, this ain't close to stock

I'm from the bottom, (Cash) so when I'm with your hoe I make her get on top
She know I'm rare, she put her forehead on my abs and then beat box
In the car with M's on me, Rollie' wrist this no G Shock
Pulling combos in the street, I been beating down that block
I'm a real trap nigga but she f*ck me like I'm famous
Don't f*ck with rap niggas, I don't entertain entertainment
I'm on Obama Runtz, pull up with a problem, I could change it
If I ain't with the addicts then I'm probably in the basement

You could find me at the corner store, pouring drank
With your main, she want me to cuff her right now but I can't
I got rank, I'm a soldier but I use this Glock to crank
Okay, I get it, you get in the way, I just go get paid
You might find me in designer but you won't find me in no mall
Or you might find me on that hoe, without a show you got no balls
I love that feeling in my stomach when my back against the wall
On my job, on and off the clock, this ain't close to stock

(We major)
(Dj Yung Rel, what it do?)
(Cash)