CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : ALADiN (HEY!)

Hold on let me focus that sh*t a little bit closer
Damn imag, if cam was here just be lit too
N***as gotta bounce around

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Where is your fam?
Listen, b*t*h, ah

So when I dress myself
I gotta make sure I impress myself
So I could flex myself
I'm on a quest for wealth and don't need help with health
I'm tryna eat till a n***a need help with belts
My n***as here and we lit, don't come near we sit
There ain't no skits this as real as it gets
Imma take you down to the lair and the pits
In the dark of the alley, this is where I sit
With the devil on my shoulder, come and take a photo
Ganging with my n***as, we be hanging like some posters
I could never fold, I'm a motherf**king soldier
All these n***as food and we tryna eat kosher
Toast you up like a toaster
Microwave a n***a with the
F**king shave a n***a like a razor blade
Feel like the ace of spades, but I'm not playing no cards
My n***as bringing the pain and ay
I came to play, came to ball, like I'm Lonzo
Told em we gone slide so we here, pronto
If the 40 jam, hit a n***a with a combo
I'm tired of these pu**y a** n***as acting macho
Smoke a n***a like a motherf**king fronto
Saw them n***as running, you know that we not though
You know I'm on top, hoe
Something like El Chapo
Rocket in the Pancho
Got em singing gospel
N***as jacking "shlide" but they not my n***as
N***as jacking "shlide" but do not slide n***a
Better duck or hide cuz we outside n***a
What you really want? B*t*h I'm bout mine n***a
In this life, roll the dice like it's f**king cee-lo
And b*t*h I'm 0500 this the f**king east coast
Life is a if she want get eloped
I'll start it out in her brain and finish it in her throat for sure

Ayy, ayy, ayy, what you talking bout?
Big 44 bussing out the window n***a
45 it's bussing out the window n***a
Smoking on Ido, riding with my kenfo n***a
Talking bout the money but we heard you n***as been broke n***a