CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Track 07

Mic check, one-two, one-two
I don't write rhymes, n***a, I write checks
He couldn't kill a bug if he had his foot on it
Now lemme turn this to the judge and thrown the book out
Then skew it on the barbie like a motherf**kin' cookout

Chef mad flavors
b*t*hes suck the energy, it's like a lifesaver
Shave it...

Round two
Next time, make sure they're all dead before you leave
I'ma get loose likе a barbed-wire fencе
It's the significant, never frivolous, mister
It's the...
Can you repeat that?
Don't compute then I gots to reroute ya
Try that again and I'll kill ya