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Paroles de la chanson Violate 'Em par Rittz

Uh, the summer's bout to get hot
I'm steppin' out and rockin' fur like I'm a Eskimo
Well fuck impressin' hoes, they never show me X and Os
Gwinnett's like little Mexico
Thought it was safe cuz it's the burbs
Until you heard someone got murdered at the Texaco
Right up the street, now you trynna sleep but you cain't
Thought that we would ease your mind
And might relieve you of pain
On a G like you a slider trynna be who you ain't
All the flexin' like you dressed up in a G-Unit tank

Now get your head bust, your homies gotta airbrush
Your name with R.I.P. right on a tee cuz you got ambushed
And fuck a college campus, education wasn't never for me
Teachers kicked me and my homies out the graduation ceremony
That was way back before rappers tatted their face with ink
When girls would play N-Sync, when crank was baby pink
When Drake was Jimmy Brooks, we didn't hit the books
We used our fake Id's to get in clubs like we the legal age to drink
Geekin' smokin' Primos, takin' bitches to eat Ruffino's

Free B-day dinners and cut supremes at Rico's
You'll get robbed for just a couple c notes
Blow the money that we stole on slot machines and (?)
I used to care that public didn't take me serious
They used to stare at my hair and it made me furious
You talk the shit online but in person you change the narrative
He hidin', when I find out where he is I'ma find him and

Violate 'em (violate 'em, violate 'em,violate 'em)
Watch your mouth when you're speakin' on us
We violate 'em (violate 'em, violate 'em,violate 'em)
It's-It's on sight when we see 'em it's up

Violate 'em (violate 'em, violate 'em,violate 'em)
Watch your mouth when you're speakin' on us
We violate 'em (violate 'em, violate 'em,violate 'em)
It's-It's on sight when we see 'em it's up

You trynna catch a fade and go to your barber
You're no Antonio Tarver
Nobody's boxin , no dodgin' the bullet holes in your Charger
A lot of blood stains on the sole of my Pradas
The powder that I got is like ricotta salata
Or got a similar texture
Met a bitch and finessed her
She said she didn't do powder
She givin' into the pressure
I guess I've always been a bad influence

Smokin' wax, a little dab'll do
That's right, my homies in the back for Chatanooga
Who's the rapper that I hear you callin' out, dissin'
Hope isn't me cuz if I give your album a listen
And hear you mention me, it's fuck a freestyle or a written
This ain't a cypher, I'm only battlin' alcoholism
I'll kill 'em literally, you're failin' miserably
I'll bring the heat to you and personal delivery fee
I see the police waiting, lurkin' in the tinted Caprice
They asked me for an autograph when I was fixin' to leave
Eatin' expensive cuisine, clean and livin' the dream

This ain't no Zinfandel to lean
Turn my ginger ale pink and purple color
A southerner tell 'em word to mother
If you fuck with us someone inside of the circle is gonna
Hook: Violate 'em (violate 'em, violate 'em,violate 'em)
Watch your mouth when you're speakin' on us
We violate 'em (violate 'em, violate 'em,violate 'em)
It's-It's on sight when we see 'em it's up
Violate 'em (violate 'em, violate 'em,violate 'em)
Watch your mouth when you're speakin' on us
We violate 'em (violate 'em, violate 'em,violate 'em)
It's-It's on sight when we see 'em it's up

This the book of revelations
See the mark of the beast
We probably goin' on vacation
If the dogs hit the seats
Your man's a cold rat
He can't even walk down the street
You rockin' with me
When I come up we all gonna eat
It's all in my veins
The honor is bestowed in my name
Go get your gang
Your big homies broke on the train
Poppin' his shit
Fraudin', he is not with the shits
Pockets get ripped
I know the code
These rockets get sent
Right at your mom's house

I was at the compound
Pussy better calm down
'Fore I start to countdown
I'm 95 southbound
Cocaine caravan
You stompin' on more than one block
That's a square dance
Break in with my bare hands
Yo, they call me Snap God
Cut you like a bear's hands
Haunt you like a crack charge
Fuck 'em though we had heart
My country folk serve you out the back yard
Fluffy white fat lard, fifty pieces, hundred pieces
Bro, they need it, that part
You really love the game
Become a owner, not a mascot

Bando with the padlock
Survivor and a true provider
And then my P.O got an email
From his supervisor sayin'

Violate 'em (violate 'em, violate 'em,violate 'em)
Watch your mouth when you're speakin' on us
We violate 'em (violate 'em, violate 'em,violate 'em)
It's-It's on sight when we see 'em it's up
Violate 'em (violate 'em, violate 'em,violate 'em)
Watch your mouth when you're speakin' on us
We violate 'em (violate 'em, violate 'em,violate 'em)
It's-It's on sight when we see 'em it's up

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