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Paroles de la chanson Same Energy par Rooga

I been hearing a lot of fucking talking. Lot of this “Rooga ain't this, Rooga ain't that”, shut the fuck up. Run on that mother fucking block with me nigga? Shut the fuck up, nigga. You gon' fuck around and get what you lookin' for. On foenem grave, back the fuck up, all you bop ass hoes, all you goofy ass niggas. A killa' ain't got' tell you he a killer. ???

Just stop pushing me, ‘fore I forget I'm pushing peace
I ain't gotta pay them boys no price
Foenem'll get you cooked for free (Get you cooked)
Put five to his face like Booker T
Now look how you look in the street

I heard he got cooked with his piece
Niggas be mad because I made it farther than niggas
I'm sounding like a father to niggas
You ever seen a belt when they sleep?
Why would you bother me, nigga?
They say Rooga ain't like that, what?
Try me and see if I pop me a nigga
Most of them niggas that mention my name be bitches
I'm in a suburban with gang and switches
These niggas talk like I ain't in the trenches
You get caught walkin' get shot out your britches

I seen niggas act gangsta then get shot and turn religious
These niggas startin' to look suspicious
These niggas starting to make me fidget

I might pull up with a Hellcat, I ain't talking ‘bout the one with the engine
Let's make ‘em pay since they want some attention
He made a song I heard he was dissin'
That's how these niggas be coming up missin'
We too advanced to be runnin' up missing (I heard)
Nigga, we gettin' busy, we like to spin 'til we get dizzy (Slide)
All black 9 I call it Iggy (Slide)
All ya'll can get it, nigga I ain't picky
Three shooters, thats six feet
I guarantee they going 6 feet
They say they want beef, well I don't think they want more
We got some shit that don't come in the gun store
Boy you a bitch, what you got that gun for?

You ain't go clap at a Encore
You standin' on business so what did you run for?
Who do you run for, you just a dumb boy
I got some young boys that'll pull up with 4k's, like they be with YoungBoy (Bitch)
Once we slide them doors, we slide for sure
Somebody dyin' for sure
He didn't post a flyer ‘cause he know
Fuck around, die at a show
He got in that jam and he told
Nigga didn't lie on the oath
My niggas somethin' like 5 man, they runnin' right to the smoke
Foenem downstairs, make sure that pipe at the door
‘Cause you never know - who got the lo'

Back the fuck up bitch, don't touch me

Like Tony Snell, it'll get ugly
He don't get a pass, like he a flunky
I'm a dope shooter, bitch I'm a junkie
I get you touched while I'm out the country
Foenem be lurkin' don't get too comfy
Don't think you safe because you seeing palm trees
Boy you'll die by that tree (You'll die)
Talkin' to me, like shit sweet
You must be, high off the leaf
You gotta think twice runnin' up on me
It ain't no question I'll foul off that Heat
Niggas believe everything they see
You ain't even gotta have no receipts
These niggas get on songs and beats
They really think they did something street
I'm tryna school you, don't let ‘em fool you
Niggas ain't did - nothin' to me

Just have the same energy that you had on the internet
When you run into me, nigga (Bitch)

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