CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Three
They hate how I think
I pulled the trenches from my feet
I take a flight
My Glock Jay Black, it match her [?]
Bloodshed my diamonds, ching, ching, ching, ching
Look at my life like it’s a cheat
That’s on my mother, I left the street
I left the gutter, where are you be?
Know these f**k n***as wanna be me
Hate to pop my sh*t on TV
Out on that block pa**ing out CD’s
Now I got a block of baguettes in my VVS
That b*t*h know she bogus, she cap on a big dream
Don’t act like you ain’t know a n***as wanna be me
Don’t beef by my lonely, but stay with a big three
We smoke on that dope but that dope is like liquor, yeah
Swеar they love seeing differеnt sides though
Yea I’m up with the [?] they don’t like seeing that sight though
Too many n***as switch sides for the right wrongs
Too many n***as got popped up with the right poles
I’ve been on the block with packs, but I’m chasing the right goals
Nowadays you don’t gotta trap, just need to write for em
Nowadays you don’t gotta rap, you just need to write songs
Slime, I don’t care what watch, just get the right tone
Word, they don’t give a f**k if lil cuz back home
He can hit the street, just make sure he in the right zone
Tryna reach that bread, sh*t n***a you need the right drone
You don’t even own a Glock, what you wanna fight ho?
I know n***as who can get really get your life-
Gone
Yeah
Oh-yeah, oh-yeah, oh
They hate how I think
I pulled the trenches from my feet
I take a flight
My Glock Jay Black, it match her [?]
Bloodshed my diamonds, ching, ching, ching, ching
Look at my life like it’s a cheat
That’s on my mother, I left the street
I left the gutter, where are you be?
Know these f**k n***as wanna be me
Hate to pop my sh*t on TV
Out on that block pa**ing out CD’s
Now I got a block of baguettes in my VVS
That b*t*h know she bogus, she cap on a big dream
Don’t act like you ain’t know a n***as wanna be me
Don’t beef by my lonely, but stay with a big three
We smoke on that dope but that dope is like liquor, yeah
Gone
Yeah
Oh-yeah, oh-yeah, oh
I pulled the trenches from my feet
I take a flight
My Glock Jay Black, it match her [?]
Bloodshed my diamonds, ching, ching, ching, ching
Look at my life like it’s a cheat
That’s on my mother, I left the street
I left the gutter, where are you be?
Know these f**k n***as wanna be me
Hate to pop my sh*t on TV
Out on that block pa**ing out CD’s
Now I got a block of baguettes in my VVS
That b*t*h know she bogus, she cap on a big dream
Don’t act like you ain’t know a n***as wanna be me
Don’t beef by my lonely, but stay with a big three
We smoke on that dope but that dope is like liquor, yeah
Swеar they love seeing differеnt sides though
Yea I’m up with the [?] they don’t like seeing that sight though
Too many n***as switch sides for the right wrongs
Too many n***as got popped up with the right poles
I’ve been on the block with packs, but I’m chasing the right goals
Nowadays you don’t gotta trap, just need to write for em
Nowadays you don’t gotta rap, you just need to write songs
Slime, I don’t care what watch, just get the right tone
Word, they don’t give a f**k if lil cuz back home
He can hit the street, just make sure he in the right zone
Tryna reach that bread, sh*t n***a you need the right drone
You don’t even own a Glock, what you wanna fight ho?
I know n***as who can get really get your life-
Gone
Yeah
Oh-yeah, oh-yeah, oh
They hate how I think
I pulled the trenches from my feet
I take a flight
My Glock Jay Black, it match her [?]
Bloodshed my diamonds, ching, ching, ching, ching
Look at my life like it’s a cheat
That’s on my mother, I left the street
I left the gutter, where are you be?
Know these f**k n***as wanna be me
Hate to pop my sh*t on TV
Out on that block pa**ing out CD’s
Now I got a block of baguettes in my VVS
That b*t*h know she bogus, she cap on a big dream
Don’t act like you ain’t know a n***as wanna be me
Don’t beef by my lonely, but stay with a big three
We smoke on that dope but that dope is like liquor, yeah
Gone
Yeah
Oh-yeah, oh-yeah, oh
