paroles de chanson Zeta Zero - 6ix9ine

Fuck nigga, better run!
Yeah, you know we gon' up that
Yeah, you know we gon' bust that fucking pole!
Yeah, you know we gon' dump that
Yeah, you know we gon' dump that
Niggas running, I ain't even go (Whoa, hold up, what?)
Niggas running, I ain't even go (Haha!)
I ain't know he was a trackstar, AR, chainsaw
Fuck nigga, better run!
Yeah, you know we gon' up that (This nigga!)
Yeah, you know we gon' bust that fucking pole!
Yeah, you know we gon' dump that
Yeah, you know we gon' dump that
Niggas running, I ain't even go (Whoa, hold up, what?)
Niggas running, I ain't even go
I ain't know he was a trackstar, AR, chainsaw
Lil' bitch, boy, you know you ain't with that (Lil' bitch)
Boy, you know you ain't 'bout that (A-whoa)
I ain't with the chit-chat (Nah)
Send my shooters where your house at (You what?)
Boy, you a lil' pack-rat, wait, ooh (A-whoa, a-Dexter!)
6iine with me so it's homicide (He what?)
All my shooters, yeah, they down to ride
Your diamonds fake, I ain't lying
Fucking lil' bitch, put my dick in her spine
She whine, I feed her coke, doing line (What?)
Run to the money, you know it's mine (Dexter)
Wait, fuck nigga better run (A-what?)
Beam on that chop, fifty right on the drum, huh
Shoot that lil' boy for fun, huh (I do)
Diamonds, they shine like the sun, huh
That lil' boy not my son, huh
Run, huh, a-run, Dexter
Fuck nigga, better run!
Yeah, you know we gon' up that
Yeah, you know we gon' bust that fucking pole!
Yeah, you know we gon' dump that
Yeah, you know we gon' dump that
Niggas running, I ain't even go (Whoa, hold up, what?)
Niggas running, I ain't even go (Haha!)
I ain't know he was a trackstar, AR, chainsaw
Fuck nigga, better run!
Yeah, you know we gon' up that (This nigga!)
Yeah, you know we gon' bust that fucking pole!
Yeah, you know we gon' dump that
Yeah, you know we gon' dump that
Niggas running, I ain't even go (Whoa, hold up, what?)
Niggas running, I ain't even go
I ain't know he was a trackstar, AR, chainsaw
6iine, what's up, brozay?
Same day, different shit, yeah
Same bed, different bitch, yeah
Riding 'round with them sticks, yeah
MAC's, TEC's, and a clip, yeah
Heard he move like a bitch, yeah
Ran off with his shit, yeah
Nina with me, I'm a pimp, yeah
Finger fuck, she gon' spit
FBI knocking on my door, they want the rocket
(They looking for that what?) They looking for the rocket, uh!
Harlem niggas snitching, toting guns, ain't never pop it
Schlosser came down with the motherfucking rocket!
(Schlosser!)
Všade kam prídem (Ooh) na mňa štekajú haf haf (Haf)
Lebo na večierky chodím v teplákoch a v mikine RAF RAF
Každá rad radom je do Haha, baf baf
Dex Dex, Tekashi, Haha Crew pozri sa mama, yeah
Pálim blunt za bluntom, pokým nepália ma pery, hey
Chodím vyhadzovať smeti v mojich papučiach Fendi, hey
Vchádzam do klubu, do tmy v okuliaroch, ako slepý, hey
Každý sa ma pýta, či vidím,
Vravím hej, lebo svietime (Lebo svietime, yeah)