CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Ricochet*
MAC-10, and it's right on my back
Strapped up like a muhf**kin' dyke
These n***as broke, and they never got back
I'm in the Benz, I ain't gotta ride bike
.45 bullets, they breakin' your back
Ricochet, got hit in the trap
Ain't got nothing to do with it, but he off the map
Yeah that's the b*t*h that I like
Sippin' on lean with no ice
F**k the Benz, I'ma hop in the [?]
Pour a three of the Tris, my sh*t too spiked
These n***as ain't ready to fight
Smokin' on Za', I go straight in the mic'
Play with the gang then we straighten you out
No AC, but we airin' it out
What is that sh*t you be hearin' about?
You sneak dissin', that's thе sh*t I don't like
N***as talkin', when I see 'em, on sight
If anything, baby put up a fight
I walk around, spеnd a thousand on Nikes
I was geeked up on them Xans all night
and that sh*t wasn't right
She on my d**k 'cause I talk to [?]
N***as be rats and they talkin' to mice
Hop in the coupe and [?]
No I can't f**k with no plain b*t*hes
XD, yeah to get right with ya'
Bad b*t*hes the only thing in my pictures
'Cause you with 'em don't mean you hit 'em
Strapped up, got the stick in the middle
She put that brain on me just like a riddle
Hunnids and fifties, we don't count little
Yeah, I'm probably [?]
Cuffin' yo' a**, and you can't let 'em get you
If it's smoke, then you gettin' the issue
He licked you 'cause you sweet like some Skittles
Ask about me, b*t*h I keep me a pistol
Stick on me, I ain't talkin' 'bout no pencil
These Rick Owens, b*t*h I gotta be gentle
Free all my dawgs, let 'em out the kennel
Light that boy up just like a candle
They shoot at your feet, shoot at your semi
Let's get high, don't make sh*t a ha**le
and that sh*t wasn't right
She on my d**k 'cause I talk to [?]
N***as be rats and they talkin' to mice
Hop in the coupe and [?]
No I can't f**k with no plain b*t*hes
XD, yeah to get right with ya'
Bad b*t*hes the only thing in my pictures
'Cause you with 'em don't mean you hit 'em
Strapped up like a muhf**kin' dyke
These n***as broke, and they never got back
I'm in the Benz, I ain't gotta ride bike
.45 bullets, they breakin' your back
Ricochet, got hit in the trap
Ain't got nothing to do with it, but he off the map
Yeah that's the b*t*h that I like
Sippin' on lean with no ice
F**k the Benz, I'ma hop in the [?]
Pour a three of the Tris, my sh*t too spiked
These n***as ain't ready to fight
Smokin' on Za', I go straight in the mic'
Play with the gang then we straighten you out
No AC, but we airin' it out
What is that sh*t you be hearin' about?
You sneak dissin', that's thе sh*t I don't like
N***as talkin', when I see 'em, on sight
If anything, baby put up a fight
I walk around, spеnd a thousand on Nikes
I was geeked up on them Xans all night
and that sh*t wasn't right
She on my d**k 'cause I talk to [?]
N***as be rats and they talkin' to mice
Hop in the coupe and [?]
No I can't f**k with no plain b*t*hes
XD, yeah to get right with ya'
Bad b*t*hes the only thing in my pictures
'Cause you with 'em don't mean you hit 'em
Strapped up, got the stick in the middle
She put that brain on me just like a riddle
Hunnids and fifties, we don't count little
Yeah, I'm probably [?]
Cuffin' yo' a**, and you can't let 'em get you
If it's smoke, then you gettin' the issue
He licked you 'cause you sweet like some Skittles
Ask about me, b*t*h I keep me a pistol
Stick on me, I ain't talkin' 'bout no pencil
These Rick Owens, b*t*h I gotta be gentle
Free all my dawgs, let 'em out the kennel
Light that boy up just like a candle
They shoot at your feet, shoot at your semi
Let's get high, don't make sh*t a ha**le
and that sh*t wasn't right
She on my d**k 'cause I talk to [?]
N***as be rats and they talkin' to mice
Hop in the coupe and [?]
No I can't f**k with no plain b*t*hes
XD, yeah to get right with ya'
Bad b*t*hes the only thing in my pictures
'Cause you with 'em don't mean you hit 'em
