paroles de chanson JG3 (feat. Depth Strida) - IX Fall$

Anyways... we're back on it again
Back on the one and fucking only... Joe fucking Goldberg

Watch me hide
While I put them in their place
Fuck the system
Back on this Joe Goldberg shit
Like I'm looking for another victim
Bringing the chopper
We go kamikaze
Shoot your face
No paparazzi
Take a trip to hell
On LSD
While bumpin' A$AP Rocky

Take a hundred rounds
To your face bitch
Systematic failure in the zone
You can't say shit
Smoke you with an AK to your dome
48 clips
I got a bone to pick with motherfuckers
Got a chip on their shoulder

Better stay in your lane
Got no license for a drive-by
Leaning out the window
Pull on the trigger
Then I recline
Double tapping weapons
Got my feet up on the dash
No escape for your conviction
So we put you in the glass house

I don't even know
What kind of shit made me a fuck up
Brought up from the mud
So call me scum to all these fuck ups
Hol' up Hol' up
What the fuck you gonna do?
When you see me break your neck
And then I put the blame on you

Scouting on some oppositions
Sitting in a bush
They be searching thru the alleyway
Bitch i make his skull crush
Guy should have kept the distance
I ain't in a rush
Protect myself to survive
Never done it for the buzz

Here I am now
Make his face blow
Lead hook kick
Eat the elbow
Smoking mad loud
Feeling deaf now
Put a motherfucker in the trunk
Take the trash out

Ay his smile makes me wanna run up
And that's what i do yup
Catch me late night and I'm sipping on some goose fuck
I be going crazy
I don't wanna go in depth man
Oxymoron
Do you get what I'm saying?

Ay his smile makes me wanna run up
And that's what i do yup
Catch me late night and I'm sipping on some goose fuck
I be going crazy
I don't wanna go in depth man
Oxymoron
Do you get what I'm saying?