paroles de chanson Come Speak to Me (Deep Dish Summer Breeze remix) - Elisa
[Black
R]
Yeah
baby
it's
time
to
pump
the
bottle,
baby
[Benzino]
Yeah
[Black
R]
Can
you
take
to
the
re-rub
off
my
shit?
[Benzino]
Yeah,
Hangmen
3
[Benzino
(Black
Rob)]
All
y'all
done
it,
all
y'all
funny
Shit
can
get
ugly
One
man
summit,
always
blunted,
Haters
most
wanted
I
live
it,
y'all
flaunt
it
(Any
questions)
Deep
dish
twenty
Y'all
too
friendly
My
shit
trendy
You
really
wanna
know
Long
time
coming,
long
time
hustling
It's
all
my
money
House,
cars
it's
all
mine
cousin
My
life
sumthin',
y'all
like
frontin'
(Any
questions)
Fuck
that
dump
shit
if
my
gun
click
all
y'all
run
quick
Y'all
just
talkin'
Boston,
Harlem,
Own,
Sparkin
[Hook]
[Black
Rob]
If
ya
real,
ya
real,
if
ya
ain't,
ya
ain't
Me
and
Ray
like
big
Shaq
in
the
paint
We
do
it
from
DC
to
Detroit,
to
Chi-town,
New
Orleans,
Texas
and
back
down
[Benzino]
If
ya
real,
ya
real,
if
ya
ain't,
ya
ain't
Me
and
Black
like
big
Shaq
in
the
paint
We
do
it
from
Cleveland
to
Oakland,
down
to
LA,
VA
and
back
to
NC
[Black
Rob]
Yo,
best
done,
who
done
popped
up
out
of
hiding
Snuck
out
the
bowels
of
Gotham,
who
gone
stop
em'?
The
body
mask
wore
eighty-fives,
all
solid
It's
all
roll-ed,
let's
get
this
green
like
its
call-ed
I
floss
a
lot
black
and
get
to
Boston
I'm
hot
Acting
like
I
won't
bring
the
black
Porsche
off
the
lot
Then
do
the
right
thing,
y'all
know
Ray,
y'all
know
Jinx
I'm
like
the
night
wing
with
the
iced
out
bright
wing
Go
ahead
dog,
sleeping
I'm
a
steal
ya
plate
Brought
Ray
and
Made
Men
out
to
seal
ya
fate
More
ya
ta
none,
beef,
might
borrow
ya
guns
I
borrow
ya
funds,
dog
we'll
spoil
your
fun
Eastside
I
lay
at,
I'm
like
whoa!
when
ya
play
that
I'm
not
a
killer
cat
to
fix
his
mouth
and
say
that
Bad
Boy,
Made
Mens
and
high
living
I'm
outta
here,
streets,
stay
out
of
prison
[Hook]
[Black
Rob]
If
ya
real,
ya
real,
if
ya
ain't,
ya
ain't
Me
and
Ray
like
big
Shaq
in
the
paint
We
do
it
from
DC
to
Detroit,
to
Chi-town,
New
Orleans,
Texas
and
back
down
[Benzino]
If
ya
real,
ya
real,
if
ya
ain't,
ya
ain't
Me
and
Black
like
big
Shaq
in
the
paint
We
do
it
from
Cleveland
to
Oakland,
down
to
LA,
VA
and
back
to
NC
[Benzino]
Four,
five,
sixes,
arm
tight
bitches
The
middle
finger's
up
to
all
my
critics
Flow
so
vicious,
hate
taking
pictures
I
ain't
feelin'
niggas
who
fuckin'
with
the
snitches
Hit
you
out
the
park
like
Manny,
y'all
can't
stand
me
Won't
see
me
at
the
Grammy's
My
team
stunning,
the
high
beams
are
coming
Doors
flying
open,
my
team
start
thumping
Leave
your
boys
crawling
Who
got
your
back,
call
em'
Problems
resolve
them,
there
not
that
important
The
last
one
standing,
you
the
first
one
leaving
The
first
one
bleeding,
now
who
the
one
breathing?
Ninety-five
south,
don't
ever
try
and
follow
Fuck
around,
get
hit
by
the
hollow
Ray
Benzino,
Grand
Marciano,
Bad
Boys,
Made
Men
live
at
the
Apollo
[Hook
x2]
[Black
Rob]
If
ya
real,
ya
real,
if
ya
ain't,
ya
ain't
Me
and
Ray
like
big
Shaq
in
the
paint
We
do
it
from
DC
to
Detroit,
to
Chi-town,
New
Orleans,
Texas
and
back
down
[Benzino]
If
ya
real,
ya
real,
if
ya
ain't,
ya
ain't
Me
and
Black
like
big
Shaq
in
the
paint
We
do
it
from
Cleveland
to
Oakland,
down
to
LA,
VA
and
back
to
NC
[Second
hook
fades
out]
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