Paroles de la chanson A Sinner's Story par ShooterGang Kony

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Paroles de la chanson A Sinner's Story par ShooterGang Kony

Hah
How I ain't see it?
Hah, hah, hah
Dave-O, make me a slap (Hey)

Reporting live from the trenches where niggas don't get the message
My youngin went and picked up a weapon after detention
His mama don't be feelin' what he reppin', she be stressin' like
His venting sessions are treacherous adolescents
Remind me what we doin' when the pot be brewin'
It seem we only love each other at our partner viewing
And you gon' smoke your distant cousin when you run into him

'Cause he start takin' up for suckers like you never knew him
Swear on my life, I lost my soul with my rights
Caught my first hammer charge, I started gainin' my stripes
Hood phone blessed you tonight
How the Lord on my side when I'm tryna die?
Think He'll forgive me for anything but a homicide
And when I sleep at night, I get to thinkin'
All these ghetto angels, they had to die for a reason
Wanna question God, but they tell me I'm overthinkin'
And it's a long road when you walkin' it with your demons
At least you got some company with you, we need a friend sometimes

It's too much weight on my spine, but I pretend sometimes
Never drop no dime
Participate in the streets, so I could die by the iron, about time
Write my name on the dotted line
This a goonbody ambiance, I be slidin'
Out the dirt, prefer grimy when it come to mine
Gettin' chips, but you could die about a nickel, dime
A different slime, nigga

A sinner's story, so where the fuck I begin?
Ain't no happy endings, we thuggin' until the end
Childhood friends, I'll never see 'em again
But never seein' God make it easy to go and sin
Went and gave the meds up early, but I been thinkin' 'bout 'em

Went and got my breads up, Geekin, but I been thinkin' 'bout you
If I could give it up, gangster, I wouldn't eat without you
When we was thuggin', I never chewed on the beef without you

Slidin' on them late nights, glizzy support the K
Catch me slidin' through y'all side, tryna fuck up your mama day
It's hard to kill at first when your conscience be in the way
You don't feel that shit when your bullet exit his face
Ever had your close friend put your name in a case?
Wanna kill him but you can't 'cause you loved him under the hate

Ever had your close friend coil into a snake?
He was shedding in my house, it was right in front of my face
Ever had your best friend freeze up and catch a slug?
Ever heard the judge hammer and give your brother a dub?
Sittin' on them jail phones, wonderin' who I love
Won't nobody answer for me, assumin' y'all havin' fun
Lost you to a lick, if I was home, I would've stopped you, nigga
The golden child, so I'm trippin' if I just pop a nigga
Stop by, make it even, I hit your partner, nigga
Shit, I feel better when I drop a nigga, huh?

A sinner's story, so where the fuck I begin?

Ain't no happy endings, we thuggin' until the end
Childhood friends, I'll never see 'em again
But never seein' God make it easy to go and sin
Went and gave the meds up early, but I been thinkin' 'bout 'em
Went and got my breads up, Geekin, but I been thinkin' 'bout you
If I could give it up, gangster, I wouldn't eat without you
When we was thuggin', I never chewed on the beef without you

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