CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Funeral F.A.M.E. vs. Zig Zag
Why would you wanna battle me, knowing yo' mom ain't got no edges?
And her pu**y hair's nappy, too
Oh, oh, oh, oh, and while she be toppin', he be knockin'
On the door, c*ckblockin'
Look, I ain't mad at you
I get why you wanna fight
What? 'Cause I'm givin' your moms the pipe?
I mean, I guess if I caught a n***a givin' my mama D (Momma Dee), I'd...be a Lil Scrappy, too!
I seen your b*t*h, thought of a plot
Said "f**k it" and shot my shot
She shot me the addy, I...shot straight to your crib wit' all my shottas, akh
We kick in the door, I'll let off a shot, then all my shottas shot
The next shot I shot hit her and then F.A.M.E. next
All you can hear is, "I'm shot! I'm shot!"
b*t*h, you weak in these streets!
If you can't see beef before it happen, yo' ass would be dead
I mean, even through this bird, I (еye) view his third eyе through the back of his head!
Dope, strap, and the bread
He had all of his eggs in one basket
He had to be trippin'
You'll think he sat on them b*t*hes the way we in here yokin' (yolk) his ass up
My oldhead taught me how to get rid of a body...through religious education
He showed me the true meaning of why must limbs (Muslims) be separated
He went from bein' Muslim to atheist
See, I was dead lost
Said it'll be hard to find God after you cut off his arm, leg, leg, arm, and his head off
I get it now
And her pu**y hair's nappy, too
Oh, oh, oh, oh, and while she be toppin', he be knockin'
On the door, c*ckblockin'
Look, I ain't mad at you
I get why you wanna fight
What? 'Cause I'm givin' your moms the pipe?
I mean, I guess if I caught a n***a givin' my mama D (Momma Dee), I'd...be a Lil Scrappy, too!
I seen your b*t*h, thought of a plot
Said "f**k it" and shot my shot
She shot me the addy, I...shot straight to your crib wit' all my shottas, akh
We kick in the door, I'll let off a shot, then all my shottas shot
The next shot I shot hit her and then F.A.M.E. next
All you can hear is, "I'm shot! I'm shot!"
b*t*h, you weak in these streets!
If you can't see beef before it happen, yo' ass would be dead
I mean, even through this bird, I (еye) view his third eyе through the back of his head!
Dope, strap, and the bread
He had all of his eggs in one basket
He had to be trippin'
You'll think he sat on them b*t*hes the way we in here yokin' (yolk) his ass up
My oldhead taught me how to get rid of a body...through religious education
He showed me the true meaning of why must limbs (Muslims) be separated
He went from bein' Muslim to atheist
See, I was dead lost
Said it'll be hard to find God after you cut off his arm, leg, leg, arm, and his head off
I get it now
