paroles de chanson 30 Man - Chapo , Promonant

Ion care what these bitches saying, I'm just getting these Benji's in.
Now I'm getting these bitches in,
We just fucking these bitches friends.
Fuck what these niggas saying, we just taking these niggas bands.
We'll take ya lil bitch for ransom, like Bush beans I got big cans.
Gotta mop that I do a nigga dirty with.
Either way I'm hitting niggas with the 30 bitch!
Say I'm hot but I'm cooling with thirty bitches.
Gotta glock Bot put two 30s in it.
Alpo in the cut that's 30 Man.
Big opps run and do the 30 dance!
Fuck the opps I ain't worried man.
Shooting pistols like Dirty Dan.
On the block with like thirty mans.
Bullets flying like birdies, man.
Move around, I'll blow ya mans.
Trap around, just blowing gas.
Riding round with bout thirty bands.
Numbanine that's my fucking mans.
Out the window he be upping cans.
Make them niggas do the running man.
Hit a stain for a couple bands.
Drop a nigga, then do the dash.
Now I'm walking round with that blue cash.
Designer jeans hanging off my ass.
Fuck around you gone meet the can, fuck around you gone meet my mans.
I ain't fucking round with these bitch niggas,
I ain't fucking round with these snitch niggas.
I ain't fucking round with these thot
Bitches, I ain't fucking round with these opp niggas.
Can't fuck with none of them opp bitches.
They'll fuck around and then set you up.
Call you up and then let you fuck, cross ya out and then wet ya up.
Ion give a fuck, Imma savage nigga.
Pull up just blasting niggas!

Since my cousin passed away shit ain't never been the same.
Niggas dying everyday taking legends from the game.
Niggas wanna take my life and find me sleeping in a grave.
Bow my head unto the lord and let me speak this holy grace.
30 murders in a week.
Silent killers carry heat.
Testify against a crime they'll find you sleeping in the streets.
Still abiding by the gun can't understand through all the pressure.
Lose your mind take some time put a stop with the oppressors.
I see death around the corner.
I see death all around me.
I see death around the corner man this shit so astounding.
I'm dumbfounded, my nigga.
The night is over cuz.
Hold up scrub.
Walking over tracks just like an overdub.
Criminal minded shaking the block.
Move in a circle you down to get popped.
Strapped with the ratchet its already cocked.
Mamas wonder when this shit finna stop.
Hop out the whip gripping the clip.
Niggas a trip.
They busting out rounds.
Shots out the barrel who gunning him down.
Shots fired man down man down.
The pressure is real in the Port City.
Won't find this shit on the TV.
Lives taken from a family member.
Niggas catching bodies on repeat.
Losing yourself to the wrong niggas might have yo ass sitting 10 feet.
Seen all my homies fall slave to the dope
And done gave up they life for a pair of sneaks.
Me and Chap got the streets hot.
Niggas pray I let the beat drop.
You would think we wearing white hoods.
Hanging niggas by the treetops.
30 man army don't find us alarming
We coming to fuck the whole game up.
Port City soldier we came from the
Bottom my nigga so how can you blame us.
Grind and hustle just to get the money.
Fuck a bitch get a check stack them hunnids.
Where the real niggas at they going under.
Wish a fuck nigga would take it from us.
I don't what's coming for me but I
Know its coming till then keep it 100.
Its a dirty world its a dirty game
Never change gotta get away from it.