paroles de chanson Ate Off That - Joe Blow , Philthy Rich

Way before I touched the mic
I was straight off crack
I ain't talkin' Hitler but we ate off that
Bag of heron with a K in the track
Shit I ain't talkin' Hitler but we ate off that
I sent a box, sent a mail we should be straight off that
I ain't talkin' Hitler but we ate off that
Bitches sellin' puss all day on the track (bitch)
Shit I ain't talkin' Hitler but we ate off that

I ate parked in Blow's garage for a whole month
I had no room in my garage, shit I ain't gonna front
Updated my new bitch, I never dated the bitch
Might take up the roof Chris but no relations that's it
She just met a hundred thousand, one night, one trip
Swots'll get to high-lining, them flutter their wrists
Man it's only right the bitch don' like me
Maxing bustdown Rollies, female version of me
Aim to rap in the game, got more to me without a tear
Nah I don't wan' it if it ain't coming with a seal
My niggas in the chest they be stuck up in the field
Three day, bet he comin' home on a appeal
You don't fuck with Blow, just need a pot and a stove
Yes, you don't fuck with Blow that's my brother for sure
Night and days me and bro we sellin' these hoes
I remember growing up we were selling our clothes

Way before I touched the mic
I was straight off crack
I ain't talkin' Hitler but we ate off that
Bag of heron with a K in the track
Shit I ain't talkin' Hitler but we ate off that
I sent a box, sent a mail we should be straight off that
I ain't talkin' Hitler but we ate off that
Bitches sellin' puss all day on the track (bitch)
Shit I ain't talkin' Hitler but we ate off that

Ay, I was a young nigga copyin' C.R.E.A.M
No geez I used to cry for them that cry for me
Bitch hit me on our G since you got the fee
We're talkin' cheap, bitch send it on don't talk to me
This bustdown peelo didn't cost a ki
Plus I bust down my Rollie, purse, and watch and rings
Used to bust down sprayers just to feed the team
Cudi do ace, he couldn't keep up with the cost af lame
No, leave the house without a gun
No me call my Glock 22 "Droopy", it's the young folk
This Five-Seven 'bout as light as a feather
We gon' hit a liquor splitty 'cause we got it together
About Will and Ray I'm bouncin' out on the weather
My new hoe, new Ghost, go buy me a dweller
Then I'm flyin' into work but sometimes I mell' it
Ever caught I'd never talk, it ain't no way I'm tellin'

Way before I touched the mic
I was straight off crack
I ain't talkin' Hitler but we ate off that
Bag of heron with a K in the track
Shit I ain't talkin' Hitler but we ate off that
I sent a box, sent a mail we should be straight off that
I ain't talkin' Hitler but we ate off that
Bitches sellin' puss all day on the track (bitch)
Shit I ain't talkin' Hitler but we ate off that

IPhone 6, watch me make a play off that
Put money on glib, Bugsy got me straight off that
Ay, whatever you need, yeah just meet me in the alleyway
A nigga fuck with me or my niggas, they gon' retaliate
Hundred-round drums gon' make them niggas evacuate
And they kickin' doors, but know some niggas who trap away
And bitches know they gotta pay for my time
You wanna shoot it out nigga, I gotta care for you now
They know we found the Oaklands so they don't ever book me
I ain't sayin' I'm a killer, but niggas better not push me
Got bitches punchin' in carts and bitches sellin' pussy
Ain't never told the white folks shit every time they book me

Way before I touched the mic
I was straight off crack
I ain't talkin' Hitler but we ate off that
Bag of heron with a K in the track
Shit I ain't talkin' Hitler but we ate off that
I sent a box, sent a mail we should be straight off that
I ain't talkin' Hitler but we ate off that
Bitches sellin' puss all day on the track (bitch)
Shit I ain't talkin' Hitler but we ate off that