CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : LET IT RAIN
Neco 'bout to shoot ya
Gut out his insides
Know they can’t copy the style so they d**k riding
Two tools in this b*t*h and they been slidin'
So hoe get outta my way better get hidin'
Fah pow fah pow
Pop pop let it bang in this b*t*h
Glahtah let it rain in this b*t*h
I ain’t come for friendship I bring pain in this b*t*h
Lay his ass out I ain’t playing that b*t*h
Bet I knock his ass out then I’m layin' his b*t*h
If he run his damn mouth hit the lane and then switch
Glahtahtah now his b*t*h ass in a ditch
Ran down with the two and then came back with six
Six six six shots at his kids
Made six six six pimpin' that b*t*h
She said I’m sick but I know that sh*t
I cannot f**k with these rappers
I send them to heaven like I was a pastor
These n***as ain't with the [?]
I hit the scene and I'm waiting to disappear
Like a young n***a was Casper
He run up on me he get blasted
b*t*h pull up, get popped dead
We gon' show you where the Glocks at
Wet up, I'll show you where the mop at
pop that
Stop it
You said but you ain't gon' pop sh*t
Homicidal my mind, guess I'm toxic
I'ma cancel his life with the chop stick
22 double [?] in my pocket
Bet that b*t*h gon' blow up like a rocket
We gon' pull up and make sh*t chaotic
Aye payback, lay back
Choppa hit him in his face tats
All my young n***as strapped up like a soldier
Boy bet this chopper make him crank that b*t*h
Walk in the club and I'm ripping sh*t
You a fake gangsta b*t*h I am legitimate
my b*t*h she like how I'm hitting it
Hop on the song and you know that I'm killing it
I keep a choppa like I am a militant
If he a pedophile you know I'm killing him
And shout out to Chris cause I'm keeping that chopstick and just like Grave Imma walk out with a rocket
f**king a b*t*h that's fatter than my pockets
If he want the smoke then you know we gon pop sh*t
She giving me neck like the Loch Ness
Can't f**k with that b*t*h cause she toxic
Got my name in her back cause I'm dominant
Make a n***a float, Mary Poppins
Got a Glock and I'm airing sh*t out
And that pu**y it stink it smell like a trout
That n***a a snitch so I'm cutting his mouth
If he jacking the smoke I show up at his house
If you want static with the set bring em down
I murk a opp there's no reason to pout
I cannot f**k with a n***a that's goofy no I cannot f**k with a clown
That n***a a b*t*h [?] so I'm takin him out
Gang, gang, gang
Gut out his insides
Know they can’t copy the style so they d**k riding
Two tools in this b*t*h and they been slidin'
So hoe get outta my way better get hidin'
Fah pow fah pow
Pop pop let it bang in this b*t*h
Glahtah let it rain in this b*t*h
I ain’t come for friendship I bring pain in this b*t*h
Lay his ass out I ain’t playing that b*t*h
Bet I knock his ass out then I’m layin' his b*t*h
If he run his damn mouth hit the lane and then switch
Glahtahtah now his b*t*h ass in a ditch
Ran down with the two and then came back with six
Six six six shots at his kids
Made six six six pimpin' that b*t*h
She said I’m sick but I know that sh*t
I cannot f**k with these rappers
I send them to heaven like I was a pastor
These n***as ain't with the [?]
I hit the scene and I'm waiting to disappear
Like a young n***a was Casper
He run up on me he get blasted
b*t*h pull up, get popped dead
We gon' show you where the Glocks at
Wet up, I'll show you where the mop at
pop that
Stop it
You said but you ain't gon' pop sh*t
Homicidal my mind, guess I'm toxic
I'ma cancel his life with the chop stick
22 double [?] in my pocket
Bet that b*t*h gon' blow up like a rocket
We gon' pull up and make sh*t chaotic
Aye payback, lay back
Choppa hit him in his face tats
All my young n***as strapped up like a soldier
Boy bet this chopper make him crank that b*t*h
Walk in the club and I'm ripping sh*t
You a fake gangsta b*t*h I am legitimate
my b*t*h she like how I'm hitting it
Hop on the song and you know that I'm killing it
I keep a choppa like I am a militant
If he a pedophile you know I'm killing him
And shout out to Chris cause I'm keeping that chopstick and just like Grave Imma walk out with a rocket
f**king a b*t*h that's fatter than my pockets
If he want the smoke then you know we gon pop sh*t
She giving me neck like the Loch Ness
Can't f**k with that b*t*h cause she toxic
Got my name in her back cause I'm dominant
Make a n***a float, Mary Poppins
Got a Glock and I'm airing sh*t out
And that pu**y it stink it smell like a trout
That n***a a snitch so I'm cutting his mouth
If he jacking the smoke I show up at his house
If you want static with the set bring em down
I murk a opp there's no reason to pout
I cannot f**k with a n***a that's goofy no I cannot f**k with a clown
That n***a a b*t*h [?] so I'm takin him out
Gang, gang, gang
