paroles de chanson All Blues - Quin Nfn

We tryna get this this shit right now
We tryna get this this shit right now
We tryna get this this shit right now

Fifty K, all blues, no cap, ay
Ridin' 'round with a big ol' strap, ay
I put my team on the map, ay
She wanna fuck, 'cause I rap
Goyard, I'ma fill it with pounds, then get it delivered
Niggas hate but know I brought a tec
And he play with that gang and get put in the blender

These niggas don't know how I'm feelin', ay
Thank God every day that I'm livin'
We hit him up if he chirpin'
Came from the mud, I was deep in the trenches, ay
Lotta racks, I ain't focused on bitches
Ain't tryna crash on the road to the riches, ay
Lil' bro tyna 'sko for a chicken
And I just snuck in the club with my smith

And we tryna get this shit right now, ooh-oh
He play with us, we lay 'em down, ooh-oh
One of sixteen, give me a pound, ooh-oh
Deep in that water, I'm gon' drown
Don't play aroud, ooh-oh

I just gon' drop 'em with my young nigga, slaughter
I get 'em zipped up for some dodie, ay
I'm at the forum, we ball like the lakers
So these niggas callin' me kobe, ay
Got lotta green like I'm Yoshi, ay
Can't talk 'cause you niggas the police, ay
Team are gon' slide for a Rollie, ay
In this corner, shoot shots like Ginobli, ay

I'ma burn, freshest nigga livin', bitch I'm flyin'
I gotta crime, murder the cat, it should be a crime
These niggas dyin' for speakin' on niggas where I reside
We gon' pull up with that fire
Better duck when them bullets start flyin'

Fifty K, all blues, no cap, ay
Ridin' 'round with a big ol' strap, ay
I put my team on the map, ay
She wanna fuck, 'cause I rap
Goyard, I'ma fill it with pounds, then get it delivered
Niggas hate but know I brought a tec
And he play with that gang and get put in the blender

These niggas don't know how I'm feelin', ay
Thank God every day that I'm livin'
We hit him up if he chirpin'
Came from the mud, I was deep in the trenches, ay
Lotta racks, I ain't focused on bitches
Ain't tryna crash on the road to the riches, ay
Lil' bro tyna 'sko for a chicken
And I just snuck in the club with my smith

I been runnin' up money, a whole lotta diamonds on me
I been gettin' a bag
I just got the foreign, I let my lil' partner drive it
Man, I hope he don't crash
Really been on my grind, now it's my time
I'm finna tee up on they ass
If we see 'em, we smash
Louis bag on my side, I'm securin' the cash
Bitch, I'm pressin' the gas

I don't give a fuck I done been bro
Lotta hoes wanna fuck 'cause I'm Quincho
I'ma beat up the kitty like Kimbo
Backseat sippin' juice in the Benzo
Tryna gamble his life with a sinful
I'ma go get some money, then get mo'
Bussin' down a whole hunnis with kin folks
Hit his string with more lead in my pencil

We tryna get this shit right now, ooh-oh
He play with us, we lay 'em down, ooh-oh
One of sixteen, give me a pound, ooh-oh
Deep in that water, I'm gon' drown
Don't play aroud, ooh-oh

Fifty K, all blues, no cap, ay
Ridin' 'round with a big ol' strap, ay
I put my team on the map, ay
She wanna fuck, 'cause I rap
Goyard, I'ma fill it with pounds, then get it delivered
Niggas hate but know I brought a tec
And he play with that gang and get put in the blender

These niggas don't know how I'm feelin', ay
Thank God every day that I'm livin'
We hit him up if he chirpin'
Came from the mud, I was deep in the trenches, ay
Lotta racks, I ain't focused on bitches
Ain't tryna crash on the road to the riches, ay
Lil' bro tyna 'sko for a chicken
And I just snuck in the club with my smith and-