paroles de chanson PA - Bodega Bamz

Alright, so you gonna talk right into this microphone, okay?
You're gonna talk
Now?
Go ahead
Hello, my name's Placido de la Rosa
I am 61 years old
I came to this country in 1979 illegally
Um, I work very hard all my life
I told my son, "I go down, and they go up"
This album is dedicated to all proud and powerful people
From my son, Bodega Bamz, Tanboys
P.A.P.I, PAPI, P.A.P.I, PAPI
P.A.P.I, PAPI, P.A.P.I, PAPI
P.A.P.I, PAPI, P.A.P.I, PAPI
P.A.P.I, PAPI, P.A.P.I, PAPI
Make some fuckin noise in this bitch, yo
Yo, that's you in that all black hummer, Pa
That's you that they callin young gunner, Pa
Won't snitch, rather die in a chair, Pa
Play hard cuz life ain't fair, Pa
Twelve gauge in the trunk, Pa
Nine tray, never finished 9th grade with the light fade
You just tryna get paid, Pa
Fuck a law, fuck a gang, you ain't hearin what they say, Pa
No fear in your heart, Pa
No ends to the beef, throw a fist, what you start, Pa?
Yo bitch lost, Pa, she don't know who to choose
She confused, so she takin you to court, Pa
You sellin snort, Pa? You sellin guns, Pa?
Your lawyer hungry, nigga itchin for a case, Pa
You got weight, Pa? You can't wait, Pa?
I'm Premier, straight diggin in the crates, Pa
You the best, Pa, you called next
With a funk machine gun, dare anybody flex, Pa
They look stressed Pa, they look perplexed
Rolex with the baguettes, limo stretched
Load a Smith & Wes, Pa, You a man, Pa
Not a boy or a bum, you ain't reachin out yo hand, Pa
Fuck a grandpa, you sonning niggas
Now you lookin for a mill, Pa, straight kill
That's you in that XXL
That's you go on Hot97
That's you sellin sales, givin spins
You know him, you know her
That's you gettin love uptown
That's you gettin love downtown
How you do it? How you do it?
I'm a Tanboy, bring it back
I'm a Tanboy
Got the east on fire
We keepin it G
Til the moment I expire
You know what it is
Ya make something out of nothin
We handle the biz
We show no mercy when we gunnin
Ayo, that's you with the kill anything grill
You tryna build with the bridge, got a gap
I know niggas that'll never read the Bible
But still prey on pussy cats
I swear to God, this industry is fake, Pa
But the money, I'm a fool if I don't take, Pa
Some rattle, you gotta peep the snakes, Pa
Put you to sleep, next week at your wake, Pa
Nigga, nigga, talk yo shit
Say fuck that hater, go fuck that bitch
That's life for you, Pa
I'll make your nose bleed, that's white for you, Pa
Put muscle in the streets, that's might for you, Pa
That's right for you, Pa, on sight for you, Pa
I'm the best, just not promoted right
I can't lose, put that on my motherfuckin' life! Pa!
That's you in that XXL
That's you go on Hot97
That's you sellin sales, givin spins
You know him, you know her
That's you gettin love uptown
That's you gettin love downtown
How you do it? How you do it?
I'm a Tanboy, bring it back