paroles de chanson If You Didn't Know - J Holmes

All the way from Louisiana man you know da boot
Shout out to the homie J Holmes
Uh
Let's get into that Changes
It's ya boy Dave East we here
J Holmes
Changes
One more time from my mind
Look

Bitch I'm so dangerous I got them bars to bless the mic you think a angel did it
I got that money on my mind and ain't no changing it
You know it's me myself and I that's who I'm hanging with
Bitch I'm gone hustle till I die and I'm just claiming it
You get the picture feel me see how I'm just framing it
I grab your neck step to the edge and leave you dangling
It's safe to say Hip-Hop is back in I'm just flaming it
It's Mr. Tell Me How to Flex and I'm maintaining it uh
Break in your house and then they started rearranging it uh
We from the south where we hop out and just start banging it uh
You know that nigga crazy standing in the rain with a gun and
All he really want for Christmas is a chain and a blunt
Let me free my mind like I'm riding with my brain in the trunk
You know my lyrics they be hotter than the flame in the sun
The papparatzi speculates he's got a flame in his tongue
If you didn't know then now you know my nigga

Cmon
Yeah
If you didn't know then now you know my nigga
Come on
Yeah
If you didn't know then now you know

Riding around with a 44 big rims on a four door
Still watching for the popo living life in slow mo
I got a crease in my dam j's cause I've been moving all kind of ways
I'm a beast in a dam cage never fear what's man made
Stand tall like a flagpole I'm the shit like a asshole
Concentration on cash flow and I'm locked in like a passcode
Light it up when I'm stressed out cause you don't know my struggle
I tried to wrestle with this game of life till I pulled one of my muscles
I dug deep like ground hog bounced back like round ball
The guillotine had to intervene when they tried to snatch my crown off
I can't see em Iike Ray Charles I curve haters like baseballs
When I saw a chance for me to take off I jumped on it like spacewalks
We can vs like face off get the stick like a 8ball
Lean on me like a brick wall my heart bigger than a great mall
Network then make calls work hard then take off
Bad bitch and her cake soft i'm ragu and you fake sauce

Cmon
Yeah
If you didn't know then now you know my nigga
Come on
Yeah
If you didn't know then now you know

Busta rhyme send lead through two swords like Dead Pool
I'll nigga in the red shoes I feel sick my head bleu
Talk shit like a battle rapper make a song like I'm mainstream
I'm sick and tired of these cattle rappers why they all say the same thing
On point like a laser beam flow sharp like a razor blade
Contoured like Maybelline still plugged in like a arcade
Your music soft like a parfade my music hard like math test
Roll the dice then past death add time to my last breath
Why taking your last step these whack rappers finna die out
Body bags in my hide out dead bobies under my house
Burn rubber then ride out my breaks bad but I still go
Rock solid like steel toe I feel high but I'm still low
I'm a dick no dildo spit corona that's ill flow
Go to war death real close I fought back till my shield broke
If you didn't know then you will know this rap shit I kill foe