Paroles de la chanson Steppin Out par Casanova (Rap US)

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Paroles de la chanson Steppin Out par Casanova (Rap US)

30, you a fool for this one

I catch you slippin', I'ma send your ass to God, nigga
And I ain't shootin' from no car, nigga
I catch you slippin', I'ma send your ass to God, nigga
And I ain't shootin' from no car, nigga
I'm steppin' out, yeah, I'm steppin' out
With my weapon out, yeah, I'm steppin' out (Yeah)

Ask around, I'm what they call a hooli' (Goonie)
Really with that gunplay, I play Call of Duty (I'm with the games)
I'm solid as a rock so it's hard to move me (Filayo)

I could turn your fuckin' block into a horror movie
I palm the Uzi and start sparkin', just start chalkin'
All the neighbors heard when the kids scream and the dogs barkin' (Shut the fuck up)
How you rap street with no rap sheet?
I'm the black sheep if you ask me
You were dozin', probably, I own a shotty, put holes in bodies
Quick to fold somebody, just ask them niggas, they know my body
I roll up calmly, I'm jumpin' out, the pump is out
Start dumpin' out, guaranteed to knock somethin' out

I catch you slippin', I'ma send your ass to God, nigga

And I ain't shootin' from no car, nigga
I catch you slippin', I'ma send your ass to God, nigga
And I ain't shootin' from no car, nigga
I'm steppin' out, yeah, I'm steppin' out
With my weapon out, yeah, I'm steppin' out (Yeah)

Catch you slippin' on banana peel (You fuckin' monkey)
I'm runnin' down, pistol whip you, how this ammo feel
My body numb, and I ain't on the pill (Fuck you talkin' 'bout)
'Bout to catch a body and it's time to drill
I got the drop, don't drop the ball, he 'bout to score
He 'bout to dog, one to his head, no Tylenol (Hit that nigga)

He try to fall, one to his gut'll lift him up (Fuck you goin'?)
His eyes shut, the paramedics'll pick him up (We out, we out)
As for his bitch, she lime and shit, now she get hit (hit that bitch)
No witnesses, caught her in the crib in front the kids
They started screamin', my inner demon won't let me leave 'em (Should I do it?)
I started squeezin', forgive me, Jesus, I left 'em leakin'

I catch you slippin', I'ma send your ass to God, nigga
And I ain't shootin' from no car, nigga
I catch you slippin', I'ma send your ass to God, nigga

And I ain't shootin' from no car, nigga
I'm steppin' out, yeah, I'm steppin' out
With my weapon out, yeah, I'm steppin' out (Yeah)

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