paroles de chanson 6 Rings - Capolow

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
When I did my first skit, I became a top hat
Top hat, top opp all that

Nigga, who that in that whip? Matter of fact, we on that
Fully A.R.P, rippin' off his ball cap
Niggas loafing, matter of fact, get your slip on
One knee I get on, we got military tactics

Lil' brody piss on him, RIP's ripped on him
The type that to go through trees, bitch, these fully automatic's
These niggas jealous, and that's all I see
They watchin', all eyes on me

Since I jumped into these streets, I just can't leave
Soon as I signed to the streets, I got six rings

Gun, smoke all a nigga breathe
Hi-Tec, Easter pink, all a nigga drink

Yeah, huh, or the wockhardt
Who the fuck is dude, we gon' smoke em' like a puff bar
Nigga never ever catch me slippin' in a parked car
Nigga never ever catch me slippin' off that wockhardt

One thing I'ma do is play my part
I'm still here, all praise to Allah Akbar
Aye, If you ever kept me by my lonely
Please don't think I don't got it on me

I'm the one that got these niggas throwin' Bs
Now if you catch me throwin' Bs, I'm crackin' them for lil' Fee
And 43
You won't touch your hair on my goatee, I double dare you

All that dissin' in them niggas music, send the fienz
When you end up on that Tee, don't never say that I ain't tell you

Niggas loafing, matter of fact, get your slip on
One knee I get on, we got military tactics

Lil' brody piss on him, RIP's ripped on him
The type that to go through trees, bitch, these fully automatic's
These niggas jealous, and that's all I see
They watchin', all eyes on me

Since I jumped into these streets, I just can't leave
Soon as I signed to the streets, I got 6 rings