paroles de chanson Gang Season - J.R.

You said you did it we done done that,
Can't imagine we done done it all,
Fell in love with the street life,
But the streets don't us show love at all,
Either running or we locked down,
Either shoot or boy get shot down,
We just keep climbing to get knocked down,
They said (?) man its just that life,

Fuck the weather its a gang season (a gang season)
You want it all and that's the main reason,
You gon have to deal with it cuz its just your life,

Heard everyday I wake up that's another blessing,
Niggas crying bout that bills I got murder problems,
All these cellphones got me paranoid,
Told em dont slip around or bitch I get to another round,
Imma keep it 500 till they bury me,
Fuck all of them (?) Imma let my soldiers carry me,
Till then I'm thugging cuz the streets done got the best of me,
And I'm only silent as the nigga next to me,
Cuz I be talking drums,
He been talking GAT's,
He brought out them pistols,
Bitch I'm bringing out the black,
OK I'm sorry missus,
I'm sorry mister,
Then I peeled out like a rari nigga,
Yea that 200 on it thats the newest model nigga,
I let the door up then I fill that bitch with models nigga,
I'm playing games in this stick shift like its Atari nigga,
And if you hiccup bitch its stick up
(?) froggy nigga,
I'm in your girl wall like a tortoise,
You cant cock me nigga,
I'm in you neighborhood like my name Mr.Rogers nigga,
Them hoes be sleeping on me like I'm Mr.Cosby nigga,
So dont you ever try to front like I aint popping nigga,
Or pop it nigga,
40 got me feeling cocky nigga, I'm Rocky nigga,
Imma send em at you, UPS em, I deliver,
I turn this condo to a mansion, I could picture,
We all on a mission,
I've been talking about drugs yea yea yea nigga that's all that I know,
44 my cup yea yea yea nigga thats all that I know,
Bad Business all in my veins yea yea yea nigga thats all that I know,
Steady pumping that gang yea yea yea nigga thats all that I know,
Still be up in my trap yea yea yea thats all I know
Fuck around with these straps yea yea yea that's all I know
Coming round for our backs yea yea yea thats all I know
Cuz my nigga never coming back yea yea yea that's all I know

Fuck the weather its a gang season (a gang season)
You want it all and that's the main reason,
You gon have to deal with it cuz its just your life,