paroles de chanson Til I Die - Moosh & Twist
I'm
coming
for
Kerry
Washington
like
Django
This
a
scandal
for
Hollywood,
that's
how
the
game
go
She
done
found
it
when
I
pull
up
in
a
Range
Rover
Fresh
off
the
block,
yelling,
"R.I.P.
the
bankroll"
It's
blood
over
everything,
that's
how
the
game
go
But
these
boys
be
switching
colors,
they
some
rainbows
Black
kid,
white
boy
with
the
same
goals
Small
world,
me
and
Twizzy
fucked
the
same
hoes
Those
ain't
no
regular
dimes,
yeah,
especially
mine
I'm
playing
tic-tac-toe,
I
keep
my
exes
in
line
With
the
chronic
in
both
hands
getting
better
with
time
I'm
just
waiting
to
XL
like
Loretta
Devine
I
coulda
[?],
Angie
stole
niggas
Questlove
drama
Can
[?]
spitters
Couple
real
soldiers
that'll
blast
off
with
us
Acting
like
white
chicks,
I'll
take
the
mask
off
niggas
Yelling,
"No
new
friends",
my
homie
the
shit,
done
One
of
these
young
boys
would
do
you
like
Nick
Young
Got
a
bitch
in
every
city,
my
nigga,
the
shit
dumb
Just
face
it,
you're
still
not
a
player
like
Big
Pun
Got
shooters
on
both
sides,
man,
where
y'all
at?
They
think
I'm
gonna
kill
everybody
cause
I
wear
all
black
And
shorty
wanna
settle
down,
but
that
just
ain't
me
My
ex
still
want
the
pipe,
but
this
dick
ain't
free
Now
I'm
good
I'm
good
And
I
don't
care
about
where
y'all
from
Cause
I
been
repping
Philly
for
my
whole
life
Imma
rep
that
shit
'till
I
die
'Till
I
die
And
I
don't
care
about
where
y'all
from
I
been
repping
Philly
for
my
whole
life
Imma
rep
that
shit
'till
I
I'm
still
with
you
in
my
thoughts
But
you
don't
hear
when
I
talk
I'm
tryna
run
the
game
but
then
they
tell
me
dog,
you
should
walk
Now
I'm
like
mother
fuck
this
waiting,
don't
know
how
to
be
patient
I
been
waiting
my
life
for
this
like
it's
my
graduation
I
been
calling
your
phone,
god
damn,
you
not
picking
up
I'm
like,
what
the
fuck
is
up?
I'm
like,
what
the
fuck
is
up?
You've
been
ducking,
and
you've
been
dodging
What
the
fuck
is
your
problem?
I
might
take
this
gun
and
go
rob
'em,
that'll
solve
all
my
problems
Yeah,
we
all
got
some
issues
Everyone
in
this
world
I
been
stressing,
dog,
I
need
some
fucking
bread
for
my
girl
She's
got
100K
in
school
loans,
my
grandma
getting
too
old
One
day
I'm
a
little
kid,
and
then
some
days,
I'm
too
grown
My
grandpa's
been
locked
up
Only
seen
him
like
one
time
Feeling
bad
for
my
fucking
self
in
by
bedroom
with
no
sunshine
Thinking
back
in
them
school
days,
I
was
going
hard
in
that
lunch
time
Now
it's
time
to
work
hella
hard,
I
mean
every
day
is
like
first
time
And
damn,
I
don't
know
what
my
dad
is
thinking
'bout
me
I
know
he's
proud,
but
tell
me
what
the
fuck
he
thinks
about
me
I
went
to
private
school
and
now
I'm
out
here
really
rapping
Sometime
I
feel
like
man,
he
asking
God
what
really
happened
God,
what
really
happened
to
him?
What
really
happened
to
him?
Now
I'm
good
I'm
good
And
I
don't
care
about
where
y'all
from
Cause
I
been
repping
Philly
for
my
whole
life
Imma
rep
that
shit
'till
I
die
'Till
I
die
And
I
don't
care
about
where
y'all
from
I
been
repping
Philly
for
my
whole
life
Imma
rep
that
shit
'till
I
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