paroles de chanson Ask About Me - El Charrou

It's Warpath Records

Blasting, blasting, blasting, blasting out
I'm passing, passing, passing, passing out
I'm cashing, cashing, cashing, cashing out
They drafting, drafting, drafting now
If you don't know, better ask about me now

Said the remaining years of our lives man, it starts now
And I light up every fucking day 'cause I'm from a dark town
Need anything I can pull a few strings like a harp now
And I'm always winning, you would think I can card count
Cop that, in my Alonso impression, where the rocks at
This a death certificate and I'm Ice Cube in a Sox hat
Said before they invest in me, be patient and respect the streets
Told them let me operate and watch me dissect a beat
Handyman with the tool kits, whom I went to school with
This ain't a game but they slanging 8 balls without the pool stick
And if you stick with me, I'll give you the cue to go
Fucking rent is due, that residue on his cuticles
While I'm blowing Moroccan hash in Egypt
Riding passed the prescient, no limit like Master P said
She can't be identified, she been smashed to pieces
My behavior may be inappropriate, long as the cash is decent

Blasting, blasting, blasting, blasting out
I'm passing, passing, passing, passing out
I'm cashing, cashing, cashing, cashing out
They drafting, drafting, drafting now
If you don't know, better ask about me now

King George, love them girls tender like I was Elvis
In the bed I'm throwing sideways moves from the pelvis
Thriller in Manilla, we are Mike Jack playing the Philippines
Strong like a gorilla, we Samson fighting the Philistines
They call me a G, but I'm worth more than a thousand
Like a G spitting caviar from the black seat called housing
I bring all the toys like I was Batman or Inspector Gadget
I don't need no Viagra to fuck your bitch like a rabbit
We buy overpriced clothes at our local shopping malls
To get girls playing with lollipops, sucking on our balls
She was licking on my dick, shit reminded me of paddle pop
In the river playing with her pussy when the paddle dropped
We were up in shit's creek without a paddle in sight
When the coach calls a big play, you got to huddle in tight
Back to basics, got emcees rhyming like they back in kindergarten
But the real bosses be unpacking the keys to the Martin yeah

Blasting, blasting, blasting, blasting out
I'm passing, passing, passing, passing out
I'm cashing, cashing, cashing, cashing out
They drafting, drafting, drafting now
If you don't know, better ask about me now

If you can smell the pure dope in our shit then step to it
But them boys know a shot from a tech and your vest useless
Fuck you think I'm rocking this crown for
'Cause when I'm reigning they gon' feel every drop of this down pour
Feel me, I feel you ain't really deserving of shit
This fucking booth like a kitchen and this verse be serving a brick
You can chill, I shoot to kill, no turning back when you inserting a clip
And she left you middle of nowhere 'cause you deserted your bitch
Sleeping leave em in bed to rest, ain't worried if the next a threat
They treat the game like Micky Deez, doing it just to collect a cheque
And these streets taught these bitches they ain't got to be nice to us
But if we traveling down a slippery down then I might slip up
'Cause I grew up around some OGs that was moving white
Took care of their fam and gave their side pieces a coupe to ride
You get one, you get one, on some fucking Oprah shit
Laying low in Covid like I'm on a wanted poster bitch

Blasting, blasting, blasting, blasting out
Blasting, blasting, blasting out
I'm passing, passing, passing, passing out
Passing, passing, passing out
I'm cashing, cashing, cashing, cashing out
Cashing, cashing, cashing out
They drafting, drafting, drafting now
If you don't know, better ask about me now
Don't know, better ask about me
Yeah baby
Ask about me now
Don't know better ask about me
Yeah

Yo man there go my n**** El Charrou
Yo homie lemme holla at you for a second man
Yo what it do
What's good man
Listen man lemme holla at you for a second
Fuck you mean ask about me man
Listen mother fuckers ain't know
They ain't finally know
They ain't been putting in the education
Look mother fuckers been tripping on your shit man you know that
You 'bout to drop
Got to keep it cool out here man
Listen lotta people tryna come up in your lane
Tryna fuck with your ambition
But man you got to give them that Spice
You know that
Got to put it down for them no doubt man
So fuck you mean ask about me dude
Yo they finally know now