paroles de chanson All About It - Jadakiss , Fabolous , French Montana

Made it from these corners we already won
It ain′t where you at niggas where you from
I rather pawn my chain 'fore I sell my gun
Talking bout the shit we already done
All about it (yeah) I know all about it
All about it (yeah, yeah) I know all about it
All about it (yeah, yeah yeah) all about it
All about it (yeah, oooh) I know all about it

Riding round the city with a loaded gun (loaded)
If them people grab you then you know you done (finished)
Get indicted, get a lawyer, all in ones
Now you gotta fight it or go on the run
Re-ing up, bagging up
Weekly profits ain′t adding up (nah)
Keep spending the money, you keep swagging up (why?)
You got bad energy that's why you bad with luck
I don't wanna hear the story about you had it rough (no)
Short money to the plug and he had enough
If he kill your whole family, it′s sad as fuck (sad)
But you knew what the deal was when you grabbed the stuff
(Woo!) Situations, sophistication
Death is waiting, anticipation (coming)
Feel the hate and humiliation (feel that)
Hit your loved ones, affiliation (ah man)
It′s all in time though, we fall, we climb though
Just ease your mind though but read the sign though (relax)
Light your weed up, sip your wine slow
Kick your feet up believe me I know (I know all about it)

Made it from these corners we already won
It ain't where you at niggas where you from
I rather pawn my chain ′fore I sell my gun
Talking bout the shit we already done
All about it (yeah) I know all about it
All about it (yeah, yeah) I know all about it
All about it (yeah, yeah yeah) all about it
All about it (yeah, oooh) I know all about it

They say one thing but do the other I know all about it
Actions speak louder than words we dont talk about it
I knew we was gon make it but they all would doubt it
Them crabs in the barrel hate to see you crawl up out it
Fuck it though
Keep my head high and my bucket low
Everywhere I go, gotta tuck it though
A baller gonna still get buckets yo, not chucking no
I'm just shooting my shot every chance I get
Won′t let the fake love romance my shit
Need mine upfront, advance my shit
Or get three in your head, don't chance that shit
Them sticks crack, not Kit-Kats
We click clack, not chit chat
No six pack, but a big gat
In the 6 black, but my shit matt, you ain′t with that
Stop the, mouthing, off, get my, guys in-volved
Stomp you, 'til your, shit, crack, mazel tov, yeah

Made it from these corners we already won
It ain't where you at niggas where you from
I rather pawn my chain before I sell my gun
Talking bout the shit we already done
All about it (yeah) I know all about it
All about it (yeah, yeah) I know all about it
All about it (yeah, yeah yeah) all about it
All about it (yeah, oooh) I know all about it