paroles de chanson MAYHEM - Jack Roses

I′m blowing loud in this bitch
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Yo, I'm blowing loud in this bitch
Yeah you know the city wild, throw the towel in this bitch
Get ′em

Bitches dropping off some baggage, got me weighed down
If I go to hell, she'll see me on the way down
And now we bow heads, full circle start to pray now
I only smoke herbal, straight purple got me face down
Got the light, I know I'm high-headed
Opps aiming with the rifle, shot me down from high heaven
I′ve been rapping since a youngin, it′s my 9-to-5 weapon
Act goofy, imma bust some shit in 5-to-9 seconds
I'm talking to my bro, he′s flippin' hunnids from a xanny bag
Know I′m riding dirty, I got boofy in the fanny pack
Turn into a movie, bitch I'd rather take the jewels and run
If I got a Mike then I′m a Killer and that shit's for fun

I pull up to the party puffing green, bitch yuh
Think twice 'for you pull up on my scene, bitch
Want smoke then I put it on my team, bitch
Got 20s in my pocket spent 20 on ′em jeans
Eyes wide while I′m thumbing through that check, bitch
I ain't quitting ′til them diamonds on my neck, bitch
Coolin' so I ain′t worried bout a threat, bitch
40 in my right, dollars in my left, bitch

This that light a match to gas flow
I buckle down and put the pedal to the floor
Shawty screaming I'm an asshole
I′m only bout the shit if it 'gon stimulate my cash flow
Let the message percolate, I stipulate the racks, hoe
I'm blowing loud in this bitch
Yeah you know the city wild, throw the towel in this bitch
From the sec I arrive
Leave your bitch mesmerized
2Thick at my side
When my plug hit, I′m sliding out
2012 Wayne I got that Trunkfit, I′m riding out
Mixing Balmain with that punk shit, I'm styling out
I speak better on a song
Hope my mom will live better off that cheddar when I′m gone

Now, my beats banging in the AM
I'm still counting dollars while I′m walking through the mayhem
My mom said I got people looking up, so lead the way for them
That's loyalty, my brother knows I′d go and catch a case for him
And if he ever needs me, know I'm breaking in
1001's the posse, got it tatted on my skin
If you′re walking through the crossings, I ain′t down to make amends
Same people say they love you ain't ′gon be there in the end, nah