paroles de chanson Murder Dog - LE$

I ain't fuckin' with niggas, rather get it all on my own
I was born with it, this is somethin' you couldn't clone
Stuck in the zone, I been in it a lil' minute
Might be a lil' winded, but promise I'm gon' finish
Just some lil' homies, jabronies, you better know your roles
See you do more slidin' than ridin', you better get control
Let 'em feel it in they trunk and up in they soul
Ain't too much to say, a nigga cold

I told 'em, "Fuck a XXL, I need the cover of the Murder Dog"
Nah, it ain't ringin' no bells, I never heard of y'all
Niggas I don't know in the feelings, I'm sensin' hurt involved
I'm just pickin' up every penny until the curtains called
How you gonna have an opinion, but not a pot to piss?
Never once said I was perfect, a lot of shots was missed
I land and say ain't it ironic, I say, "Ain't that a bitch?"
Couldn't just stay on your side, you know they had to switch

And I might trip, but on my feet is where I land though
Nah, I ain't did it yet, but got a plan, bro
Manifestin' everything I'm seein', a couple moves at a time
Just know that everything I do is divine
Might go muscle like Toretto, my Corona with lime
They ain't really nothin' special once you peel back the lies
Niggas hide behind the makeup, man, that shit a disguise
Watch 'em play it just beef, all them boys got to try

Look before you cross, 'cause it go both ways
Money in and out, yeah, it go both ways
Askin' for the love, but it go both ways
Yeah, yeah, yeah, it go both ways

Look before you cross, 'cause it go both ways
Money in and out, yeah, it go both ways
Askin' for the love, but it go both ways
Yeah, yeah, yeah, it go both ways

Feelin' like I'm in a rocket when that gas hit
Speedin', actin' like I never had shit
Came in with my own, playa, I ain't 'bout to pass this
Clean mirror-finish on that semi-automatic
I do that out of habit, I got to make it home
I'm gettin' older, the circle shrinkin', now I ride alone
And that behavior y'all acceptin', I just can't condone
If you ain't talkin' 'bout no paper, homie, text my phone

I'm gettin' blown
I'm ridin' to some old school, the rock, funk, and the blues
A lil' metal when I'm up in the mood
It's more 'bout who playin', not to win or the lose
It ain't about who talkin', but who makin' a move
Couldn't walk up in my shoes
Matter fact, I think these hoes sold out
Ain't too hard to see the shit I'm about
Got to keep this shit in motion, never had me a doubt
Even if they want to block 'em, I still have me a route
Mo'fucker

Look before you cross, 'cause it go both ways
Money in and out, yeah, it go both ways
Askin' for the love, but it go both ways
Yeah, yeah, yeah, it go both ways

Look before you cross, 'cause it go both ways
Money in and out, yeah, it go both ways
Askin' for the love, but it go both ways
Yeah, yeah, yeah, it go both ways

Look before you cross, 'cause it go both ways
Money in and out, yeah, it go both ways
Askin' for the love, but it go both ways
Yeah, yeah, yeah, it go both ways

Look before you cross, 'cause it go both ways
Money in and out, yeah, it go both ways
Askin' for the love, but it go both ways
Yeah, yeah, yeah, it go both ways

"Fuck a XXL, I need the cover of the Murder Dog"