paroles de chanson How Im Rockin - Mr.Wired Up
Told
these
lil
niggas
I′m
back
in
the
building/
And
I
ain't
letting
up
til
i
hit
a
million/
Wake
up
every
morning
look
in
the
mirror/
Damn
that′s
such
a
wonderful
feeling/
Every
chance
I
get
I
flex
on
these
niggas/
You
Niggas
think
small
I'm
thinking
way
bigger/
Ballin
hard
hell
naw
I
ain't
chillin/
I′m
tryna
stack
it
up
til
it
touch
the
ceiling/
You
main
bitch
She
all
up
on
me
my
nigga/
I
think
you′re
mistaken
I'm
really
that
nigga/
DeadEnd
nigga
ain′t
nothing
realer/
I'm
from
the
South
what
you
talking
bout
nigga/
Unlike
Designer
I
got
hoes
in
Atlanta/
Black
and
white
cutlass
i
call
it
a
panda/
Nigga
you
stupid
and
ain′t
paying
attention/
Stop
all
that
capping
my
nigga
just
listen/
I
get
paid
off
ass
and
titties/
Coronas
Henn
and
a
shot
of
some
remy/
Bad
bitches
hell
yea
I
got
plenty/
The
fuck
are
you
saying
my
nigga
I'm
winning/
PullupGang
in
this
bitch
and
we
rocking/
Ain′t
no
way
that
you
Niggas
can
stop
us/
Yea
this
how
I'm
rocking/
This
how
I'm
rockin
you
niggas
going
hate/
Im
doing
shit
that
you
can
not
relate/
On
a
paper
chase
and
I
can′t
be
late/
Don′t
want
your
bitch
cause
she
ain't
bout
her
cake/
I
just
walked
thru
the
front
door
my
nigga/
Don′t
know
nobody
out
here
that's
more
realer/
Don′t
leave
your
bitch
around
me
I'm
a
hit
her/
Look
how
I′m
rocking/
These
niggas
be
hating
how
I
kick
my
shit/
But
shawty
the
coolest
nigga
in
this
bitch/
I
just
Walked
In
and
took
that
nigga
bitch/
But
he
better
chill
he
ain't
bout
that
shit/
Pullupgang
in
this
bitch
for
real/
Still
tryna
stack
it
up
and
get
a
mil/
I
got
a
plan
ain't
no
standing
still/
How
the
fuck
I
look
spinning
my
wheels/
Unless
they
underneath
and
they
32s/
The
shit
I
be
on
give
you
niggas
the
blues/
They
got
me
fucked
and
I
think
they
confused/
I
do
what
I
want...
the
fuck
are
you/
I
rep
the
south
side
I
said
that
before/
Was
fucking
on
this
bitch
that
stayed
in
the
Mo/
She
packed
up
her
shit
and
moved
to
the
44/
She
ain′t
have
a
bed
we
fucked
on
the
floor/
Dug
in
them
guts
and
im
all
in
her
throat/
Hell
yea
I
hit
that
daddy
stroke/
Bitch
I′m
the
shit
just
in
case
you
ain't
know/
And
a
bad
bitch
with
me
that
got
that
go/
Fucking
them
up
every
time
that
I
drop/
Who
the
fuck
say
shawty
ain′t
hot/
Give
a
fuck
about
you
and
I
mean
that
alot
This
how
I'm
rockin
you
niggas
going
hate/
Im
doing
shit
that
you
can
not
relate/
On
a
paper
chase
and
I
can′t
be
late/
Don't
want
your
bitch
cause
she
ain′t
bout
her
cake/
I
just
walked
thru
the
front
door
my
nigga/
Don't
know
nobody
out
here
that's
more
realer/
Don′t
leave
your
bitch
around
me
I′m
a
hit
her/
Look
how
I'm
rocking/
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