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Paroles : Taliban
In a world where ruthlessness translates into respect, the shootings are part of an endless cycle of vendetta
The original motivator can be drugs, turf, or a perceived act of disrespect
Yeah
Taliban, yeah, we jumpin' man
F**k these n***as and up they f**kin' heads, yeah
Head huntin', no frontin', yeah, yeah, yeah
Y'all n***as ain't nothin', yeah, yeah, yeah
Taliban, yeah, we jumpin' man
F**k these n***as and up they f**kin' heads, yеah
Head huntin', no frontin', yeah, yeah, yеah, yeah
Y'all n***as ain't nothin', yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Why my wrist be bloody? Razorblade
Pu**y b*t*h been runnin', I'm on the way
All these kids be frontin', got no time to waste
And his b*t*h be suckin', she say, "Andale"
Hangin' with your cousin, get the f**k away
You a b*t*h, no, not my bloody, tryna catch my fade?
Pu**y, give me all your money, yeah, I blast your face
I turn [?] into money, [?]
Move, b*t*h, get out the way
Move, b*t*h, get out the way
I said, move, b*t*h, get out the way
You talkin' all that Ludacris, I pull up on you, [?]
Hunnid racks, chump sh*t, triple six, I don't need no saviour
Bodies restin' in p*ss, Highway to Hell, I'm speed racin'
Glock bust and blood drip, roger that, run out, guns blazin'
Blade grip on fist, [?] d**k amputatin'
Population, kill 'em all, annihilation
Bullets and drugs, I'm p*ssed off and aggravated
Blood on the walls, what I painted
Pu**y want my life, then come take it
Altercations, I'm ravin'
Dead or alive, I want death, no patience
Taliban, yeah, we jumpin' man
F**k these n***as and up they f**kin' heads, yeah
Head huntin', no frontin', yeah, yeah, yeah
Y'all n***as ain't nothin', yeah, yeah, yeah
Taliban, yeah, we jumpin' man
F**k these n***as and up they f**kin' heads, yeah
Head huntin', no frontin', yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Y'all n***as ain't nothin', yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
This man says he became active with the gang Black Disciples at nine years old
Are you carrying a gun right now, mister?
I always carry one
Can I see it?
The original motivator can be drugs, turf, or a perceived act of disrespect
Yeah
Taliban, yeah, we jumpin' man
F**k these n***as and up they f**kin' heads, yeah
Head huntin', no frontin', yeah, yeah, yeah
Y'all n***as ain't nothin', yeah, yeah, yeah
Taliban, yeah, we jumpin' man
F**k these n***as and up they f**kin' heads, yеah
Head huntin', no frontin', yeah, yeah, yеah, yeah
Y'all n***as ain't nothin', yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Why my wrist be bloody? Razorblade
Pu**y b*t*h been runnin', I'm on the way
All these kids be frontin', got no time to waste
And his b*t*h be suckin', she say, "Andale"
Hangin' with your cousin, get the f**k away
You a b*t*h, no, not my bloody, tryna catch my fade?
Pu**y, give me all your money, yeah, I blast your face
I turn [?] into money, [?]
Move, b*t*h, get out the way
Move, b*t*h, get out the way
I said, move, b*t*h, get out the way
You talkin' all that Ludacris, I pull up on you, [?]
Hunnid racks, chump sh*t, triple six, I don't need no saviour
Bodies restin' in p*ss, Highway to Hell, I'm speed racin'
Glock bust and blood drip, roger that, run out, guns blazin'
Blade grip on fist, [?] d**k amputatin'
Population, kill 'em all, annihilation
Bullets and drugs, I'm p*ssed off and aggravated
Blood on the walls, what I painted
Pu**y want my life, then come take it
Altercations, I'm ravin'
Dead or alive, I want death, no patience
Taliban, yeah, we jumpin' man
F**k these n***as and up they f**kin' heads, yeah
Head huntin', no frontin', yeah, yeah, yeah
Y'all n***as ain't nothin', yeah, yeah, yeah
Taliban, yeah, we jumpin' man
F**k these n***as and up they f**kin' heads, yeah
Head huntin', no frontin', yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Y'all n***as ain't nothin', yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
This man says he became active with the gang Black Disciples at nine years old
Are you carrying a gun right now, mister?
I always carry one
Can I see it?
