paroles de chanson Again - Dave East
Fuck
your
bitch,
and
never
talk
again
If
he
don't
die
He'll
never
walk
again,
he'll
never
walk
again
I
got
my
focus
up
I
got
my
paper
straight,
I
got
my
paper
straight
The
whole
club
turn
around
when
I'm
walking
in
Fuck
your
bitch,
and
never
talk
again
(Harlem)
Niggas
talkin',
they
ain't
making
sense
Brand
new
foreign,
bet
it
make
'em
sick
Ain't
gotta
say
a
word,
just
to
take
your
bitch
I'm
from
Harlem,
hustlin'
will
make
me
rich
(east
side)
A
hundred
nights,
I
made
a
hundred
flips
Hit
the
club,
and
all
the
bitches
wanna
strip
Put
some
money
on
your
head,
if
you
wanna
diss
She
suck
my
dick,
and
then
she
wanna
kiss
Must
be
out
your
mind,
or
on
some
shit
(crazy)
Sak's
fifth,
got
me
on
my
shit
Niggas
hatin'
on
me,
they
be
on
my
dick
Took
a
couple
verses
just
to
flood
the
wrist
R.I.P.
my
cousin
Freaky
Niggas
took
him
from
me
I
just
want
the
money
Never
taking
nothing
from
me
Niggas
in
they
feelings,
probably
on
they
monthly
I
was
in
the
trap
with
cocaina
and
some
baggies
Probably
with
some
junkies
Now
I
chill
across
the
water,
do
it
for
my
daughter
Dare
a
nigga
touch
me
I
done
seen
a
nigga
get
a
1 to
3,
and
tell
on
everybody
with
him
I
done
seen
a
nigga
robbing
niggas
that
he
know
for
pennies
Shit
ridiculous
Niggas
love
to
say
they
will
do
your
homework
on
them
niggas
giving
statements
I'm
smoking
cubans
on
vacation
My
plug
in
Cuba
but
he
Haitian
Sak
pase,
I
need
a
spot
today
Nigga
with
a
attitude,
I
ain't
Dr.
Dre
My
youngin'
got
a
lot
to
make
your
heart
stop
today
Think
of
Chinx
when
I'm
in
Far
Rockaway
Fuck
your
bitch,
and
never
talk
again
If
he
don't
die
I'll
never
walk
again
I
got
my
focus
up,
I
got
my
paper
straight
The
whole
club
turn
around
when
I'm
walking
in
Pay
my
lawyer
just
in
case
they
wanna
pin
the
case
up
on
me
And
they
offer
10
Valet
driver
going
start
the
whip
Get
your
money,
they
just
talking
shit
Fuck
your
bitch,
and
never
talk
again
If
he
don't
die
I'll
never
walk
again
I
got
my
focus
up,
I
got
my
paper
straight
The
whole
club
turn
around
when
I'm
walking
in
Pay
my
lawyer
just
in
case
they
wanna
pin
the
case
up
on
me
And
they
offer
10
Valet
driver
going
start
the
whip
Get
your
money,
they
just
talking
shit
I
got
a
pound
of
the
tree
smoke
Break
it
down
to
the
ground,
only
thing
I
ever
follow
is
the
G-code
Niggas
brand
new
cars
getting
repo'd
Same
ones
acting
tough
getting
Deebo'd
Ask
your
man
about
my
shit,
bet
you
he
know
Hottest
young
nigga
on
the
east
coast
Sliding
up
Lennox,
me
and
three
niggas
Looking
like
gutter,
me
and
G-Money
he
ain't
even
know
Got
a
Glock-19
in
my
peacoat
My
building
keep
complaining
about
the
weed
smoke
I'm
tryna
make
a
million
off
a
mixtape
Stash
in
the
whip
where
the
heat
go
Bad
little
bitch
tryna
deep
throat
I
told
her
ain't
no
way
you
fitting
all
this
This
ain't
sour
D,
what
you
call
this?
This
ain't
Actavis,
what
you
call
this?
The
spot
look
funny?
Make
a
call
quick
If
she
on
my
dick
then
we
all
hit
Out
of
town
on
my
running
through
the
mall
shit
And
I
ain't
get
you
in
the
summer,
put
you
on
my
fall
list
Mid
town
pent
house
like
a
fortress
Every
time
they
see
my
face
they
get
nauseous
Down
town
condo,
shit
flawless
They
ain't
coming
in
the
crib,
they
ain't
gorgeous
Fuck
your
bitch,
and
never
talk
again
If
he
don't
die
I'll
never
walk
again
I
got
my
focus
up,
I
got
my
paper
straight
The
whole
club
turn
around
when
I'm
walking
in
Pay
my
lawyer
just
in
case
they
wanna
pin
the
case
up
on
me
And
they
offer
10
Valet
driver
going
start
the
whip
Get
your
money,
they
just
talking
shit
Fuck
your
bitch,
and
never
talk
again
If
he
don't
die
I'll
never
walk
again
I
got
my
focus
up,
I
got
my
paper
straight
The
whole
club
turn
around
when
I'm
walking
in
Pay
my
lawyer
just
in
case
they
wanna
pin
the
case
up
on
me
And
they
offer
10
Valet
driver
going
start
the
whip
Get
your
money,
they
just
talking
shit
Get
your
money
they
just
talking
shit
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