paroles de chanson Cap Road - Lil' Vader , L'V Beats

Yea Yea
Fuck it up, Fuck it up
LV, Sooski, Afro
LV, Sooski, Afro
LV, Sooski, Afro
Let's Go

I'm always lyin' like I live on Cap Road
Mocha biting and she won't let go
Little baby dog bite the bone raw
If you're not safe then she'll bite your toes off
Sooski tells me I'm lost cause I don't believe in God
I just wanna rap on beats all day long
Emperor, on the throne, in the tower
Bars like lemonade it's so sweet and so sour
When I press it to my lips I really feel the power
Always wasting time days go by like hours
If your friend is mad at you then buy them sunflowers
Right now I'm starving, I want to devour
Serve it on a skillet (Serve it on a skillet)
Give this gift like it's Christmas
(Give this gift like it's Christmas)
Pick the beat and then I kill it (Pick the beat and then I kill it)
Got on the Mic, then I kissed it (Got on the Mic, then I kissed it)

Sooski on the beat, imma put you on your feet
Then you're gonna end up in the street
You better know this shit ain't sweet
NBA, I cheer for the Heat
Cause I know they funna eat
And my dog helps me beat my meat
That's why she, gets a treat
(Ya, Ya, Ya Ya Ya Ya Ay)
This dog I call her my bitch
And I know she ain't never gone switch
Y'all better subscribe to my twitch
That's how I, get rich
And you better not snitch
Cause my dog, bitch
She has an, Itch
To bite your head off and turn you into a witch

With Sooski and Afro and we in the stu
She think she ballin' like she play for the Duke
Psych major, she at SFU
She for the team yea she for the whole crew
He say he straight but mans needs braces
Diamonds all white, no black like a racist
Canadian boy but I got these blue faces
These hoes in a knot like I'm tying my laces
None of that fake shit, I do not stage shit
I'm only on stage if I headline
I don't eat meat, but if you want beef
I'll have the steak with the red wine
You put her to sleep like it's bed time
Her ass fat and the head fine
You tryna woo her, she tellin' me rumours
She heard about you through the grapevine
I'm fuckin' his ex, and taking his main
My bitch outta his league, he can't take mine
I leave her on read like a stop sign
You better stop before I make your thot mine
You don't want war, please do not test man
I'm fuckin' the bride and she call me the best man
Got bitches in York and bitches in West Van
You think you're the best but there's no one I'm less than
LV, Sooski
Lookin' like Harlow and Druski
LV, Afro
Chillin' on, Cap Road