paroles de chanson Bad things happen in Philadelphia - Diablo629

I'm from philly
Where bad things happen
If trump won
We was all gone be snapping but its cool
Kus joe took the seat
Like bitch I'm the captain (Like bitch I'm the captain, like bitch I'm the captain

Hold up, uh, aye

215 grew up rough as shit walking down the street
Niggas pull ya bluff quick
Uncle Tony's homie
Got beat with a pool stick
You think that was rough?
I've seen a drive-by at the age of six
If you shoot at my homie
Better hope you don't fucking miss
This Glock been waiting to give ya bitch ass a kiss
Cousin snooty with the tooley
So please don't move loosely
City where niggas pump fake for coochie
Well I'm just tryna rap these words
I'm in search for my ruby
So I live it to the max
Counting paper
That's a fax
When you whip that brick
Make sure its coated in wax
Use to gang bang
But I've moved on to bigger things
Like a fancy car
And a pretty dime
Bring a child in this world
And give that little nigga everything
Kus when you're black in Amerikka
They dont want to give you anything
They say it's over when the fat lady sings
I do that every night 90 degrees
With her legs and things
Told her bend it over
While I tie her to the sex swing
To distract me for my grandmother dying in the west wing
Or my mans getting hit point range
I seen the rifle swing
Out the window
Had his heart beat change its tempo
Had some trouble with his treble
Now he's seeing things in slo-mo
Body turns as cold as froyo
It happens in philly where

Bad things happen
If trump
We was all gone be snapping
But its cool cus joe took the seat
Like bitch I'm the captain, Like bitch I'm the captain
(Huh, Uh)
Hit the turn buckle quick fast
Boy I'm on yo ass
You can say like a lawn its grass
Bad bitch with hella class
Yet I'm humble
Still ain't got a lot of cash
Pinching pennies for a bus pass
Then the police pass
Say they smelling weed
Then they chase my ass
But my feet work
So I hit the dash
Just a lost boy
In search for my violet
Dreams of swimming in her ocean
Yeah I'm Poseidon
She said she needed dick on the third day
Kall that Jesus rising
Like the pits of Lazarus
Killing tracks with acid spit
Who got the balls to attack
Immaculate chipped tooth
Tragic kid
Who's made brazy shit, when the acid hit
Brash as
Salty sand paper
To the titanic imma glacier
I like playing ball
But never dreams of a Laker
But I like games
I've played rappa the rappa
But don't play with me n***a
I got n***a's who will wrap you up
Don't call my bluff
Kus I like trying new stuff
On niggas who act tough
Kus it can get rough too
Don't walk up on my stoop kid
Kus you can be Arnold when Helga come through (When helga come through)