paroles de chanson Started - Ambush Buzzworl , RA , D Double E

Started, started from the bottom, then we charted
It was all gang 'til we parted
That shit was too half-hearted
It was all racks on me, racks on me

Yeah, yeah
Started, started from the bottom, then we charted
It was all gang 'til we-
That shit was too half-hearted
It was all racks on me, racks on me
Nah, hella racks it's carded (racks)
Still hella racks, it's park'ed (racks)
Off in the deepest darkest

Spot you're an neek who farted
Couldn't see what I seen with glasses
Never rat, never told, never crack, never fold
Can't just be a G, that's classless
Yeah, you was all, "What?" for a sec there
But brother we seen how long that lasted
Yeah, we seen how strong that heart is
Yeah, we seen you let that one there slide

Best hope that that next gets blasted
Better hope that that next gets clarted
See, the game ain't based on sympathy
And that's why your ex gets clarted
See, she understands how I'mma roll
I say, "Hey bitch, hey bitch, I'm a hoe" (hey bitch)
"Gimme lip, lemme go" (gimme lip, gimme lip)
Lemme know

Dirt-tee-tee
That's me-me
Everyone can see it
Take time out and pre it
All informer them finna get murked
I go berzerk when I'm putting in work
'Cause I do the dirty, I do the dirt (the dirty!)
I'm the captain, just like Kirk
I'm the captain, just like Kirk

Carry a murker, city to city
What a shame, what a pity
What's that on your girl's neck, it's a hickey
Man comes through, me give her the dicky
Let's get down to the nitty-gritty
There, do it anywhere, she's not picky
Nah, me not into no licky-licky
Badman into pum-pum

Up, down, flying around
Coulda been the M1, coulda been the M4
Not in the ends, I'm out of town
I'm in the fast lane, blatting it down
Keep it moving, circle around
Making a Euro, making a Pound
Writing a bar, and I'm laying it

Dem man acting
Talk tough but they never act on it
Real talk, I don't wanna slap on it
Might catch a stain, I don't really wanna chat on it
When I ride on an opp, dem man chat shit about slides and Glocks
You never knew a MAC clip slides in a Glock
That's your BM? I never knew you ride for a thot

Dates and a runner-up, foods and keys
They just rap, that's the truth, believe
Said he got a watch off of moving trees
On my life, they got it off of music, P's

They ain't seen bread like that
Veg like that
Kegs like that
You ain't have to load up lead like that
My nigga talk, you get dead like that
We were drilling before all the drillings
In the ringers, we doing them ring ins
Had the spinners, before all the spinnin's
Big 4-door, put four in his linen

On the field, scout for the kill
You don't wanna see this all out on a spill
Man better stay in a house when it's real
Nose like Peter Crouch and I still