paroles de chanson Mos High Freestyle 2 - Jonah

Niggas be hating
Niggas be snakin
I just cook em up like some bacon
Smoking with Haitians
Smoke that Jamaican
What do you want from me nigga
I just been counting up bankrolls,
And filling up bags with the figures
Step in my session, please don't bring no swishas
I just smoke leaves,
I smoke on the tree and then scheme
Thinking like how to get to what I need
Niggas be talking
But I just be sipping my tea
Rolling my weed
I drip, and she wet like the sea
I empty the pen, outta ink
I empty the clip, then I leave
Step in the stu, and I cannot repeat
I gotta shoot, bitch I gotta release
I stay spazzing out, when I'm off of the green
My nigga Joe said he back on the scene
Back in this bitch
And I'm rapping again
And I pulled up to slap, all them rappers to with
Stacked with the facts, and the Mac, cause It's sad how they want my niggas locked back in the pen
Mad cause you whack, and I checked all the stats, I just laugh, and sit back at the crib
All of these people be hating on me but, it ain't no lacking in here
It's just some niggas in here
That's giving em fear
And we so cozy we chill
Feeling the feel
But never to far from the steel
Cause some of these niggas ain't real
But shit I be spitting is ill
And I'm from a city that's trill
A city that spill
Blood and the lean, in the Ville
And steady popping the seals
You know what's the deal