Paroles de la chanson Traction par SahBabii
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Paroles de la chanson Traction par SahBabii
Go 'head (Noxh, I'm fuckin' over it)
Say it right here
Ayy-eee
Yeah
Slime
So many bullets and we gotta use 'em
Them niggas try pull it, you gone to the fullest
That nigga's a groupie, pulled off on a shooter
And he said he had a full clip, yeah
Fast reactions, closest strap, I'ma grab it
Bitch, I get active
They count dropping, we subtractin' (Fuck)
Fuck you niggas mean? It's some traction (Fuck)
Who the fuck y'all niggas whackin'? (Fuck)
Niggas lookin' dumb, start preachin' that black shit (Fuck)
Say it right here
Ayy-eee
Yeah
Slime
So many bullets and we gotta use 'em
Them niggas try pull it, you gone to the fullest
That nigga's a groupie, pulled off on a shooter
And he said he had a full clip, yeah
Fast reactions, closest strap, I'ma grab it
Bitch, I get active
They count dropping, we subtractin' (Fuck)
Fuck you niggas mean? It's some traction (Fuck)
Who the fuck y'all niggas whackin'? (Fuck)
Niggas lookin' dumb, start preachin' that black shit (Fuck)
I value my brothers, we sendin' off crackheads
So much murders, they bringin' them hounds in
He flexin' money, I know that them pounds in
He said he got zaza and he want some thousands
My nigga said he might rob him, take him down then
Them niggas pussy, they not gon' retaliate
Step on a nigga and send him a smiley face
Beat a nigga ass and check every pocket
They say, "Try it before you knock it"
Nigga try me, he get hit with that blaow
Infect niggas, we gon' come out the cut
If his bitch thick, she get shot in the butt
Dick and a Glock, we ain't showin' no love
Let off ten shots, so I'm ridin' with a dub
Thirty-eight, that's a snub my UGGs
Traction (Traction)
So much murders, they bringin' them hounds in
He flexin' money, I know that them pounds in
He said he got zaza and he want some thousands
My nigga said he might rob him, take him down then
Them niggas pussy, they not gon' retaliate
Step on a nigga and send him a smiley face
Beat a nigga ass and check every pocket
They say, "Try it before you knock it"
Nigga try me, he get hit with that blaow
Infect niggas, we gon' come out the cut
If his bitch thick, she get shot in the butt
Dick and a Glock, we ain't showin' no love
Let off ten shots, so I'm ridin' with a dub
Thirty-eight, that's a snub my UGGs
Traction (Traction)
Traction (Traction)
Traction (Traction)
Traction, what?
You say niggas want some traction?
Traction (Traction)
Traction (Traction)
Traction (Traction)
Traction, what?
You say niggas want some traction?
I'm in this bitch with more sticks than a pawn shop (Sticks than a pawn shop)
Don't send no goofies to slide, you gon' get your pawn shot (Gon' get your pawn shot, it's there)
As long as they on the block, we gon' spin that bitch nonstop (Spin that bitch nonstop, yeah)
Bombaclat, pussy boy, we want smoke like a Rasta (Yeah, grr)
Traction (Traction)
Traction, what?
You say niggas want some traction?
Traction (Traction)
Traction (Traction)
Traction (Traction)
Traction, what?
You say niggas want some traction?
I'm in this bitch with more sticks than a pawn shop (Sticks than a pawn shop)
Don't send no goofies to slide, you gon' get your pawn shot (Gon' get your pawn shot, it's there)
As long as they on the block, we gon' spin that bitch nonstop (Spin that bitch nonstop, yeah)
Bombaclat, pussy boy, we want smoke like a Rasta (Yeah, grr)
Thought the pain'd go away, but it got sharper (But it got sharper, yeah)
Bring your bitch in, we gon' injure the starters (Injure the starters)
This that real jungle shit, we don't listen to farmers (Listen to farmers, yeah)
I only want the bullets that go through the armor (That go through the armor)
Baby Glock, hold that bitch in my armpit (Bitch in my armpit)
Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee, we came through swarmin' (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
I got my own religion, might fuck around start a army, yeah (Start a army)
And I ride with that shit that make cars start alarming (Start alarming)
Mm
Bring your bitch in, we gon' injure the starters (Injure the starters)
This that real jungle shit, we don't listen to farmers (Listen to farmers, yeah)
I only want the bullets that go through the armor (That go through the armor)
Baby Glock, hold that bitch in my armpit (Bitch in my armpit)
Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee, we came through swarmin' (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
I got my own religion, might fuck around start a army, yeah (Start a army)
And I ride with that shit that make cars start alarming (Start alarming)
Mm
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