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Paroles de la chanson Wit It par Chevy Woods
All my niggas wit it, yeah, that’s Taylor Gang (ball)
All my niggas wit it, yeah, that’s Taylor Gang (bang)
All my niggas wit it, yeah, that’s Taylor Gang (ball)
[Hook 1]
All my niggas wit it, yeah, that’s Taylor Gang
All my niggas wit it, yeah, that’s Taylor Gang
All my niggas wit it, yeah, that’s Taylor Gang
All my niggas wit it, yeah, that’s Taylor Gang
Life, TGOD – Cat, TGOD
Berner, TGOD – Tuki, TGOD
All my niggas wit it, yeah, that’s Taylor Gang
All my niggas wit it, yeah, that’s Taylor Gang
All my niggas wit it, yeah, that’s Taylor Gang (bang)
All my niggas wit it, yeah, that’s Taylor Gang (ball)
[Hook 1]
All my niggas wit it, yeah, that’s Taylor Gang
All my niggas wit it, yeah, that’s Taylor Gang
All my niggas wit it, yeah, that’s Taylor Gang
All my niggas wit it, yeah, that’s Taylor Gang
Life, TGOD – Cat, TGOD
Berner, TGOD – Tuki, TGOD
All my niggas wit it, yeah, that’s Taylor Gang
All my niggas wit it, yeah, that’s Taylor Gang
Junkies on my line ’cause they know I got it
Servin’ crazy white, girl, that Lorena Bobbitt
In the kitchen, yeah, that’s where a nigga lock it up
Took a whole hour just for me to rock it up
Hot spoons – straight drop soon
Dice game, seven back-to-back, nobody move
I can talk about this shit, ’cause yeah I had to work
My chick was shotgun, pistol in her purse
So all that drug talk ain’t nothin’ new to me
A hundred thousand off a tour, yeah, that’s a Coupe for me
If you talkin’ ’bout that money, bitch, we all ears
We poppin’ rozay, nigga, all you hear is “cheers!”
Gucci belt, that’s foreign, you ain’t never been
Servin’ crazy white, girl, that Lorena Bobbitt
In the kitchen, yeah, that’s where a nigga lock it up
Took a whole hour just for me to rock it up
Hot spoons – straight drop soon
Dice game, seven back-to-back, nobody move
I can talk about this shit, ’cause yeah I had to work
My chick was shotgun, pistol in her purse
So all that drug talk ain’t nothin’ new to me
A hundred thousand off a tour, yeah, that’s a Coupe for me
If you talkin’ ’bout that money, bitch, we all ears
We poppin’ rozay, nigga, all you hear is “cheers!”
Gucci belt, that’s foreign, you ain’t never been
I’m from the ‘hood, my plug’s black, don’t know no Mexicans
Every 30 seconds, I was gettin’ calls
You shop with me, no I.O.U.’s if I don’t fuck with y’all
Ball…
All my niggas wit it, yeah, that’s Taylor Gang
All my niggas wit it, yeah, that’s Taylor Gang
All my niggas wit it, yeah, that’s Taylor Gang
All my niggas wit it, yeah, that’s Taylor Gang
Breeze, TGOD – Lonnie, TGOD
Will, TGOD – Sledgren, TGOD
All my niggas wit it, yeah, that’s Taylor Gang
All my niggas wit it, yeah, that’s Taylor Gang
We hit the mall, and bitch, we don’t look at no tags
Every 30 seconds, I was gettin’ calls
You shop with me, no I.O.U.’s if I don’t fuck with y’all
Ball…
All my niggas wit it, yeah, that’s Taylor Gang
All my niggas wit it, yeah, that’s Taylor Gang
All my niggas wit it, yeah, that’s Taylor Gang
All my niggas wit it, yeah, that’s Taylor Gang
Breeze, TGOD – Lonnie, TGOD
Will, TGOD – Sledgren, TGOD
All my niggas wit it, yeah, that’s Taylor Gang
All my niggas wit it, yeah, that’s Taylor Gang
We hit the mall, and bitch, we don’t look at no tags
Dirty money in a brown Giant Eagle bag
All eyes on me, I’m feelin’ like I’m 2Pac
Them pussies missed ’cause they just licked off 2 shots
TGOD, we heavy and you lightweight
You on that corner with a quarter, that’s that light weight
My car has horsepower out the USA
My Louis belt, that’s out the Louis store out in LA
I been had that dirty money, now I thumb a check
My watch, that’s 60 thousand, now give me respect
TGOD (TGOD) that’s Taylor Gang (that’s Taylor Gang)
That’s a thunderstorm – ’cause we don’t make it rain
Double cup of gin, couple bottles pink (rozay)
All eyes on me, I’m feelin’ like I’m 2Pac
Them pussies missed ’cause they just licked off 2 shots
TGOD, we heavy and you lightweight
You on that corner with a quarter, that’s that light weight
My car has horsepower out the USA
My Louis belt, that’s out the Louis store out in LA
I been had that dirty money, now I thumb a check
My watch, that’s 60 thousand, now give me respect
TGOD (TGOD) that’s Taylor Gang (that’s Taylor Gang)
That’s a thunderstorm – ’cause we don’t make it rain
Double cup of gin, couple bottles pink (rozay)
My pinky ring pimpin’ shit, so baby, watch the mink
Bitch we livin’ good, but how you livin’, though
Shout out my hardcore niggas – is you jigging, hoe?
Oh!
All my niggas wit it, yeah, that’s Taylor Gang
All my niggas wit it, yeah, that’s Taylor Gang
All my niggas wit it, yeah, that’s Taylor Gang
All my niggas wit it, yeah, that’s Taylor Gang
Motor, TGOD – Jewels, TGOD
Poops, TGOD – Nate, TGOD
All my niggas wit it, yeah, that’s Taylor Gang
All my niggas wit it, yeah, that’s Taylor Gang
Bitch we livin’ good, but how you livin’, though
Shout out my hardcore niggas – is you jigging, hoe?
Oh!
All my niggas wit it, yeah, that’s Taylor Gang
All my niggas wit it, yeah, that’s Taylor Gang
All my niggas wit it, yeah, that’s Taylor Gang
All my niggas wit it, yeah, that’s Taylor Gang
Motor, TGOD – Jewels, TGOD
Poops, TGOD – Nate, TGOD
All my niggas wit it, yeah, that’s Taylor Gang
All my niggas wit it, yeah, that’s Taylor Gang
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