CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Shotgun Suge vs. Jey The Nitewing
"Yo Jey, you was kinda aggressive for that NOME sh*t"
{bumps HARD into Shotgun Suge}
n***a, let’s get one thing straight, Angryfan PSA
I lost 25K
And I don't wanna hear y’all n***as talkin' about it
Can’t even put a f**kin' shirt on before vloggin' about it
Know ya damn place
Don’t ever question why I get called back
But since y’all said that my last sh*t was all wack
For him it’s RIP, that’s the three letters, all CAPS!
I don't what f**kin' King you thought you was f**kin' with, b*t*h
But I’m the mad one
Don’t f**kin' ask me what my life was like ridin' a bike, cause I never had one
Rookie class we said, "Call ya vets"
The way we see it we are the vets
We wrote bars while prayin' Don Marino cleared up on his COVID test
Y’all don’t know that stress
He caught COVID for a culture that doesn't show respect
Lost all his strength, could only count on one hand...how many called to check
Now something's wrong wit' that
See y’all don’t know the challenge we appointed
To give y’all three on the app every week, and can’t even get a round from unemployment
This sport used to be my medicine, now I’m practicin' patience
I say f**k it, like it or not I'ma get back to the basics
Since when I rap I don’t say sh*t
How 'bout a bag full a name flips?
sh*t these n***as gon call 12 before you actually gauge it
Oh but I got some arrangements, I hope ya trainin' was meant for it
Cause either he missed NOME (misnomer) or his name wasn’t a good enough fit for it
I showed y’all I was fit for it
Put me down for the next one
And after I put this vet down you can put me down as the next one
You big b*t*h
I'll have the pallbearers puttin' you down like a stepson
I don’t like you, you're not fire
And n***a you built like a popped tire
Go ahead and act like you got some screws loose in ya head cause I brought pliers
That bully sh*t, doesn’t work on n***a who’s got priors
Yo What His Life Like?
Get his head cracked, he gon'
Forget what his life like
Leave him brain dead but the nerves still twitchin' made him life like
Could die tonight, over nothin'
See when I strike, it’s a 100 that’s pretty cold Jey
Huh
Nice bike *clickclack* run it!
You big b*t*h, you not worthy
Look around you, this not Jersey
I'm from the west where even our feminine side is Todd Gurley (girly)
This guy just girly
You can tell just by lookin' in his face
I ain’t need that big n***a teaser to see it was sugar in the tank They can’t say you a great, they don’t see vets this horrible n***a
Let Nite (night) get at them
You see 'em, movin' like historical figures
This a gut check, wit' a shotgun, for all of you n***as
Cause if I’m really that far from you, I’ll hit more of you n***as
Who the f**k you think you talkin' to?
Your best bet? Call an audible
That mean start wit some "Hail Marys" cause six feet deeps where I’m throwin' you
I don't care if you married or don’t believe in Mother Mary, it ain’t negotiable
Wifey should already know, who Shotgun is goin' to
Round 1, and so are you
MadKing
{bumps HARD into Shotgun Suge}
n***a, let’s get one thing straight, Angryfan PSA
I lost 25K
And I don't wanna hear y’all n***as talkin' about it
Can’t even put a f**kin' shirt on before vloggin' about it
Know ya damn place
Don’t ever question why I get called back
But since y’all said that my last sh*t was all wack
For him it’s RIP, that’s the three letters, all CAPS!
I don't what f**kin' King you thought you was f**kin' with, b*t*h
But I’m the mad one
Don’t f**kin' ask me what my life was like ridin' a bike, cause I never had one
Rookie class we said, "Call ya vets"
The way we see it we are the vets
We wrote bars while prayin' Don Marino cleared up on his COVID test
Y’all don’t know that stress
He caught COVID for a culture that doesn't show respect
Lost all his strength, could only count on one hand...how many called to check
Now something's wrong wit' that
See y’all don’t know the challenge we appointed
To give y’all three on the app every week, and can’t even get a round from unemployment
This sport used to be my medicine, now I’m practicin' patience
I say f**k it, like it or not I'ma get back to the basics
Since when I rap I don’t say sh*t
How 'bout a bag full a name flips?
sh*t these n***as gon call 12 before you actually gauge it
Oh but I got some arrangements, I hope ya trainin' was meant for it
Cause either he missed NOME (misnomer) or his name wasn’t a good enough fit for it
I showed y’all I was fit for it
Put me down for the next one
And after I put this vet down you can put me down as the next one
You big b*t*h
I'll have the pallbearers puttin' you down like a stepson
I don’t like you, you're not fire
And n***a you built like a popped tire
Go ahead and act like you got some screws loose in ya head cause I brought pliers
That bully sh*t, doesn’t work on n***a who’s got priors
Yo What His Life Like?
Get his head cracked, he gon'
Forget what his life like
Leave him brain dead but the nerves still twitchin' made him life like
Could die tonight, over nothin'
See when I strike, it’s a 100 that’s pretty cold Jey
Huh
Nice bike *clickclack* run it!
You big b*t*h, you not worthy
Look around you, this not Jersey
I'm from the west where even our feminine side is Todd Gurley (girly)
This guy just girly
You can tell just by lookin' in his face
I ain’t need that big n***a teaser to see it was sugar in the tank They can’t say you a great, they don’t see vets this horrible n***a
Let Nite (night) get at them
You see 'em, movin' like historical figures
This a gut check, wit' a shotgun, for all of you n***as
Cause if I’m really that far from you, I’ll hit more of you n***as
Who the f**k you think you talkin' to?
Your best bet? Call an audible
That mean start wit some "Hail Marys" cause six feet deeps where I’m throwin' you
I don't care if you married or don’t believe in Mother Mary, it ain’t negotiable
Wifey should already know, who Shotgun is goin' to
Round 1, and so are you
MadKing
