Paroles de la chanson GTA par 21 Lil Harold
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Paroles de la chanson GTA par 21 Lil Harold
(800Kay got them beats, coach)
Wish I would've known I was gon' have them trippin' (Have them trippin')
Bitch, I had a dream I was gon' have them millions (Talking 'bout MLK)
Closet full of Dior just to stand on business (I'm standin' on business)
Cash out on delivery, don't do no linen (Brrt, beep)
Can't get it from the bank, can't get it from me neither (The fuck I look like?)
Gangster's turn, all the snitchin', writin' pages (Writin' pages)
No limit, I pull up in a tank, bullet proof Cadillac, baby (Baby, baby)
Wish I would've known I was gon' have them trippin' (Have them trippin')
Bitch, I had a dream I was gon' have them millions (Talking 'bout MLK)
Closet full of Dior just to stand on business (I'm standin' on business)
Cash out on delivery, don't do no linen (Brrt, beep)
Can't get it from the bank, can't get it from me neither (The fuck I look like?)
Gangster's turn, all the snitchin', writin' pages (Writin' pages)
No limit, I pull up in a tank, bullet proof Cadillac, baby (Baby, baby)
I know I'm not your father, but call me "Dada", baby (Call me "Dada" baby)
Boss on 'em (Woah, woah, woah)
I just bought a Lamb' and paint it black with a gloss on it (Uh-huh, uh, uh-uh)
Bad bitch tryna eat my tiger wood, I might go golf on her (Ugh)
Rockin' the lace front, I should've known she was wasn't 'bout nothin' ('Bout nothin')
They know Ace Dog, put him on so they gon' off some (Uh-huh)
They said there was smoke, when they see me, tell 'em eat dick (Ha, eat dick)
21, you know this shit for life, we on that street shit (We on that street shit)
I just popped a pill in the air, now I'm tweakin' (I'm tweakin')
Boss on 'em (Woah, woah, woah)
I just bought a Lamb' and paint it black with a gloss on it (Uh-huh, uh, uh-uh)
Bad bitch tryna eat my tiger wood, I might go golf on her (Ugh)
Rockin' the lace front, I should've known she was wasn't 'bout nothin' ('Bout nothin')
They know Ace Dog, put him on so they gon' off some (Uh-huh)
They said there was smoke, when they see me, tell 'em eat dick (Ha, eat dick)
21, you know this shit for life, we on that street shit (We on that street shit)
I just popped a pill in the air, now I'm tweakin' (I'm tweakin')
I just put a pill in her ass, now she geekin' (Yeah, geekin')
Bitch, I'm tryna smack somethin' (Uh, uh, uh), lil' brodie tryna whack somethin' (Uh-huh)
Spray Gang (Yeah), fifty P like asses on a baboon (On a baboon)
Gang-gang, you know that shit ain't real if it ain't tattoed (If it ain't tattoed)
He a gangster, but he told
He in the 'Raq, that boy a racoon (Shh, be quiet)
Used to eat them noodles, now a nigga eatin' wagyu (Uh-huh)
Twenty racks in Tootsie's, two Columbi's in the backroom (Backroom)
Catch an opp' in public, leave him still just like a statue (Brrt, boom, boom)
21 the name, but real steppers in my platoon (Yeah, they step on somethin')
Bitch, I'm tryna smack somethin' (Uh, uh, uh), lil' brodie tryna whack somethin' (Uh-huh)
Spray Gang (Yeah), fifty P like asses on a baboon (On a baboon)
Gang-gang, you know that shit ain't real if it ain't tattoed (If it ain't tattoed)
He a gangster, but he told
He in the 'Raq, that boy a racoon (Shh, be quiet)
Used to eat them noodles, now a nigga eatin' wagyu (Uh-huh)
Twenty racks in Tootsie's, two Columbi's in the backroom (Backroom)
Catch an opp' in public, leave him still just like a statue (Brrt, boom, boom)
21 the name, but real steppers in my platoon (Yeah, they step on somethin')
Wish I would've known I was gon' have them trippin' (Have them trippin')
Bitch, I had a dream I was gon' have them millions (Talking 'bout MLK)
Closet full of Dior just to stand on business (I'm standin' on business)
Cash out on delivery, don't do no linen (Brrt, beep)
Can't get it from the bank, can't get it from me neither (The fuck I look like?)
Gangster's turn, all the snitchin', writin' pages (Writin' pages)
No limit, I pull up in a tank, bullet proof Cadillac, baby (Baby, baby)
I know I'm not your father, but call me "Dada", baby (Call me "Dada" baby)
Bitch, I'm tryna smack somethin' (Uh-huh), lil' brodie tryna whack somethin' (Uh-huh)
Spray Gang (Yeah), fifty P like asses on a baboon
Gang-gang, you know that shit ain't real if it ain't tattoed (If it ain't tattoed)
He a gangster, but he told
He in the 'Raq, that boy a racoon
Used to eat them noodles, now a nigga eatin' wagyu (Uh-huh)
Twenty racks in Tootsie's, two Columbi's in the backroom
Catch an opp' in public, leave him still just like a statue
21 the name, but real steppers in my platoon
Spray Gang (Yeah), fifty P like asses on a baboon
Gang-gang, you know that shit ain't real if it ain't tattoed (If it ain't tattoed)
He a gangster, but he told
He in the 'Raq, that boy a racoon
Used to eat them noodles, now a nigga eatin' wagyu (Uh-huh)
Twenty racks in Tootsie's, two Columbi's in the backroom
Catch an opp' in public, leave him still just like a statue
21 the name, but real steppers in my platoon
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