paroles de chanson Intro - Fred the Godson

This the conclusion
Bars ain't illusions though
I'm with it
The Payback
Yo Spesh, we out though
Trust, TVN

I'm a stranger to that mumble rap
Never mind, I ain't come for that
You better rhyme, Beretta 9 where I'm comfy at
Still on the grind, Texas line so he can front me that
Gun in the right palm, spark him to death
Then I switch hands, pardon my left
Then I hit the park with what's left
Bari park, see the bucks on my chest
Black S-Class, park in the 'jects
Hood poet, I'm that good, you should know it
Sawed off, hope you know I would throw it
I'm the one now
I can out-ramadan and still eat 'em before sundown
Sundown'll do anything
Show many rings
Shoot at me and I spray back
It's the Payback