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INTERPRÉTATION
Booka600
Booka600
Chant
Tee Grizzley
Tee Grizzley
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Darontez Mayo
Darontez Mayo
Paroles/Composition
Terry Wallace
Terry Wallace
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Bobby Keyz
Bobby Keyz
Production
Javar Rockamore
Javar Rockamore
Production
Real Red
Real Red
Production
Stonii
Stonii
Production
YC
YC
Production

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Von died, we kept that game face He hate when niggas cry (gang, gang, gang) In this world, you either real or fake, I hate when niggas lie Everybody gotta meet their fate, I hate when it's the guys I'm just prayin' Cdai beat his case, with murder on my mind (that's a fact) If you cross us once up in the shit, you separate the ties I don't need no fuckin' benefits, I'm fortune in they eyes (you hear me?) You can't walk up in my shit, unfortunately, it's a nine (you can't, nigga) If we ride around where I live, I'll show you how Steve died If we riding 'round my hood I'll show you a trap where you can make 50 a day (50 a day) Can't talk 'bout our business around these niggas Bro, niggas gon' give us away (keep it low, bro) If I ain't showed no love, I'd be up another M I gave a million away (a million, nigga) If I point you out and give him a K, no talkin' Young dog sealin' your fate Came from nothin', we way up there now, nigga, you hear me? We legends in this Bro up a million, really can shit on you niggas Just ain't on the 'net with this shit Ignorin' his calls and givin' me neck I'm like, "Damn, that nigga gon' snap on this bitch" (she foolish) You and your guys 'bout to step in the club (what?) Me and my guys 'bout to step on some bricks (let's get it) I was a shorty (shorty) Shittin' on niggas that's 40 (40) They gon' take what? I ain't worried (from who?) We up four niggas and 40s (bah) Hellcats, Trackhawks, on Forgis Bad hoes come 'round, have orgies (let's get it) I ain't get shit for bein' loyal (I didn't) Real niggas don't get rewarded Von died, we kept that game face, he hate when niggas cry In this world, you either real or fake, I hate when niggas lie Everybody gotta meet their fate, I hate when it's the guys I'm just prayin' Cdai beat his case, with murder on my mind If you cross us once up in the shit, you separate the ties I don't need no fuckin' benefits, I'm fortune in they eyes You can't walk up in my shit, unfortunately, it's a nine If we ride around where I live, I'll show you how Steve died
Writer(s): Darontez Mayo, Inconnu Compositeur Auteur Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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