paroles de chanson My Turn (400 Deep) - Jimmy From Da Block

Yeah, yeah
Uh, yeah, too many, too many guns
Yeah, too many, too many, pills
Yeah, too many, too many, pills
Yeah, too many, too many, pills
Yeah, too many, too many, pills
Yeah

Too many, too many, pills, yeah
My niggas stuck in the field
Go and get back cause your homie got killed
Throw on that ski, bout' to go on a drill
I was just broke, couldn't get me a meal
All of my drugs, come vacuumed sealed
Cut off the plug, I'm taking his work
So many drugs, so many percs
I'm finna put that lil bitch in the dirt
Think I'ma never get off of this syrup
These niggas scared, better take it to church
Got a bad bitch and I do her the worst
Remember the days when my pockets was hurtin'
I told you, these niggas ain't fucking with me
Come hop in this car with me, yeah
Go head and drop your ski, yeah
We pull up, we 400 deep fours

And you know we got pints of the lean
Told that bitch, "stop playin' with me"
And that hoe too bad, she mean
Heard you crushin' a perc, you a feen
Take that shit downtown with the fiends
She got a fat ass like Ice Spice
She wanna see what these pills like
This my time, this my turn
Hit yo' block, it get burnt
No, he ain't outside, that nigga a nerd
She want my bread, the bitch, she a bird
I can't love no thottie, I feel like Chief So
This my fifth Percocet in a row
I done had white bitches doing the coke
How the fuck you come outside with no pole?
I'm in your city, let's go
Got your bitch, she gone give me her throat
Fuck that nigga, I'm taking him off
New opp in the pack, I'm coughin', ha
On her knees, she gone treat me like God
Fuck your boyfriend, I'm getting him rocked
I'ma hit him two times with the Glock

Too many, too many, pills, yeah
My niggas stuck in the field
Go and get back cause your homie got killed
Throw on that ski, bout' to go on a drill
I was just broke, couldn't get me a meal
All of my drugs, come vacuumed sealed
Cut off the plug, I'm taking his work
So many drugs, so many percs
I'm finna put that lil bitch in the dirt
Think I'ma never get off of this syrup
These niggas scared, better take it to church
Got a bad bitch and I do her the worst
Remember the days when my pockets was hurtin'
I told you, these niggas ain't fucking with me
Come hop in this car with me, yeah
Go head and drop your ski, yeah
We pull up, we 400 deep fours