paroles de chanson Gahdamn - Hak7m Faraji

Imma fuck it up
Imma fuck it up
Imma fuck it up
Imma fuck it up

Gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn
Aye
Gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn
Aye
Gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn
Aye
Gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn
Aye

Why you acting like you know my name
That spottie oddie, super cadi boi East from the A
I got that Dre my Mobb be Deep we bringing havoc I'm da prodigy
That's RIP that L-E-G. Them stanzas be my eulogy
Elevator music tell the Tribe that boi that bass be heavy
Telly tell me sum I don't know maybe not
I ain't pickin'up that fuckin phone
Tell that woe le me alone

You look like a student bitch i'm teaching with this microphone
Ooo
You look like that ho I met way back in high school
Ooo
I remember giving zero fucks about you
Ooo
You was crying cause somebody stole ya house shoes
Ooo
Dem was good times swear that Imma reminisce now

Gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn
Aye
Gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn
Aye
Gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn
Aye
Gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn
Aye

Bouldercrest
What the fuck you know
Right near Cedar Grove
That's my bro
Tae had hit me up
Made sure I was straight
I was washing dishes for a fuckin while boi and I hate it
But it kept my pockets stable kept my food upon the table
Aye
Napkins in the back and Anna Paquin staring at me with the gap the size of comets
Imma napalm boi I promise
Tae had said is that yo dream and I said ooo
He said whatchu gonna do
Bitch I'm goin to pursue
In that Mazda he proceed to say

Gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn
Aye
Gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn
Aye
Gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn
Aye
Gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn
Aye
Gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn
Aye
Gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn
Aye

So whatchu know about the southsydd
Muhfuhka whatchu know about the southsydd
All right
So whatchu know about the southsydd
Muhfuhka whatchu know
Whatchu know

We got that shit that make yo whole speaker woop
They say I'm outta the box but I ain't been stuck out the loop
I'm in a cereal bag containing my thought s in the booth
That sloppy toppy done got me singing
These lyrics is like syringes
But this aint no quantum physics
Like Popeyes you choke a biscuit
My business aint all financial
I want me a horse
Or a Porsche with some avacados
So I can be fit forever
A bottle of Fiji water
Donations for all the ghettos
A house for all baby mamas who kicked up out they homes for a premature contraception
A Chevy thats dipped in gold and another black president
Corner stores wit out liquor
And crack put out of the street
You wrote too much yeah I see
Damn

Gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn
Aye
Gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn
Aye
Gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn
Aye
Gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn
Aye
Gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn
Aye
Gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn
Aye
Gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn
Aye
Gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn gahdamn
Aye