Correction Paroles Everything I Do (red Jack) par Young A.c.

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Intro
I’m g it’s true, it’s true
So they be watching everything I do
They be watching everything I do
Deepside my nigga, free sip, yeah

Alright, I’m g, it’s true, my team is too
Get green, that loaf,
So they be watching everything I do
They be watching everything I do
They be watching everything I do
They be watching everything I do
Alright, I’m street, oh you too
But I’m me, told you
In the streets, I’m that dude
So they be watching everything I do
They be watching everything I do
They be watching everything I do
They be watching everything I do
They be watching everything I do

I’m young, hey how you
Be the fliest nigga here won’t try to
See I ain’t the type of nigga you can lie to
And tell me any of your thing
Bragging bout you got all these cars, clothes and
jewels
In the streets your name ain’t mention
How you claim you out here pimping
These hoes out ain’t even pay you attention
I’m young,hey how you
Be the fliest nigga here won’t try to
See I ain’t the type of nigga you can lie to
And tell me any of your thing
Bragging bout you got all these cars, clothes and
jewels
In the streets your name ain’t mention
How you claim you out here pimping
These hoes out ain’t even pay you attention
Why I keep me a few bare reds
Don’t ride with a nigga that’s scared
Don’t f*ck with a nigga ain’t hunned
Getting crossed up let me show you how I live
Mama hit me on the hip and he say you got mad
These p*ssy niggas wanna know how I play
These duck hoes wanna be where I lead
Ain’t it now, all get in my head
I got my dreads up bout of this air
Hope that the feds ain’t read my letters
Wish that my niggas just think a little smarter
Pray that my hood could do a little better
I ain’t even tripping though cause I’m straight G
See I can't be come around this made me
I'ma snare it clean like blay G
Murk him, oh God forsake him

I’m blow, on this side
Down here got a Chevy that sit high
Round here pretending tryina be a rich guy
Looks subliminal shots the they missed fire
All bout getting the wap ain't gotta get out
By living the talk you niggas spit out
You be walking the walk so nigga sit down
I need a roll of tissues 'cause I'm the shit now
Now this is the hood that I rep for
Who rep young, I do it for myself
Either post out with thugs and no heads
They used to tell me , focus on more bread
Still watch out I go hard I go fast
So damn high, you got on your leg
Young so fly ,ran so long
Any given day I’m up in your zone
'Cause I keep the G enough to do legal stuff
Got the heat that will make you bleed and such
I might have 3 I beat it up
Hey pal I got bookies and features up
Turn the tracks down that's fat hoe
Tell your fave rapper young say racks dough
And the F mean f*ck you bastards
The letter F what I’m after cause

I’m g, it’s true, my team is too
Get green, that loaf,
So they be watching everything I do
They be watching everything I do
They be watching everything I do
They be watching everything I do
Alright, I’m street, oh you too
But I’m me, told you
In the streets, I’m that dude
So they be watching everything I do
They be watching everything I do
They be watching everything I do
They be watching everything I do
They be watching everything I do

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