paroles de chanson S&M - Caden Swanigan

Relax, okay now
Just settle down and listen
I'mma tell a tale bout some niggas who was bitchin'
One's name was Miguel, the other's name was Sean
One went to jail, the other one's just gone
Miguel came up to Sean one day
"I'm kinda strapped for cash, homes, we should rob a place"
Sean said "I don't know, man, think we kinda spaced
What if we get caught after shit go astray"
We'll stay safe, man, just know I got a plan
You go in with a mask
Then you put him on his ass
Then I come in with the gas, then we but him on blast and we walk out with the cash
It's simple, man

Sean agreed so they crossed the street and went up they stairs and pulled out they things
Miguel came back out with a .44
Sean with an unregistered Honda Accord that his uncle was fixin' before he got sent back to prison for some Shit you could invision
They could go from top to bottom like the LA Lakers
And Sean said "yo man, what's the plan of escape for if they trip the breakers (breakers)
And sound the alarm"
Well, we got em sticks ready, we can blast if we need
Know that it won't come to that, you just gotta believe
It's a small joint, nothing bigger than a deli
Just a couple thousand bucks, you know that should do it really
Pay the bills and rent, help out with the food and shit
Shit happens, don't feel bad
'Cause then he do it to us too
Shit's a cycle, we ain't ever gettin' out
So let's just do it in tandem or get no food in your mouth

And Sean was like "okay then nigga, get your mask on
Just be ready if some stupid shit go wrong to put your blast on
Might have to bust a cap in a fool if he pass wrong
Afterwards we can celebrate and get some gas goin'
Let's get about this business in a smart way, though
I ain't tryna end up driving in a car chase, yo
Who the fuck do you think I am, nigga, OJ, no
Ain't no college take me, but I'm tryna ball and go cray, oh"

So they piled in it
Covered plate, it wasn't rented
Pulled up to a light, and some lady got offended
Said she'd call the cops 'cause she seen 'em 'round a lot
Knew they wasn't up to naught
But they didn't pay her mind
They just drove up to the spot
And Miguel turned back to Sean
Said "you remember the plan, right
Whatever, just act tight
Just do what I tell you to, and we sleepin' good at night
With cash in our pockets, nigga
Tomorrow, we Rockefeller"
Sean put his mask on, grabbed his gun, and then hopped out
Point of no return, it was too late to opt out
Rushed in, and he began to point it at the teller
Said "don't try nothing stupid, or lights out like you Keller"
And she put her hands up, press a button as she got down
Silent alarm ringin' as the ops warned now
But he didn't know, so he started loading the dough
And Miguel walked up in it, pointed at her, lookin' out the window
Sean finished up the bag, zipped it up, and Miguel signaled him out
And they started to dash, but the siren came up
And Miguel, he saw Sean raise his gun but then pop
He fell down, reppin' blood

Three patrol cars circle 'round
Said "get down"
And they slapped on the cuffs
Then he knew they ain't bluff
This a tale 'bout two niggas that was finished
One got capped, and the other one imprisoned