paroles de chanson Laid Back - Quin Nfn
Ayy,
free
my
members,
free
all
of
'em
Ayy,
ayy,
yeah,
ayy
That's
how
that
shit
go,
though,
we
gon'—
We
gon'
steady
keep
runnin'
to
them
racks
Keep
makin'
these
niggas
mad
Make
these
niggas
feel
this
shit
every
time
we
do
somethin'
These
niggas—
These
niggas
be
fucked
up
out
here
Ayy,
I'm
laid
back
in
my
own
lane
I
got
niggas
mad
as
a
ho
'cuz
I
jumped
in
the
game
and
spit
propane
He
better
run
when
I
let
the
4-0
bang
Bro
in
the
cell
said
no
names
Stay
down
in
the
4,
wherе
I'm
from,
bitch,
it's
gon'
rain
I
done
got
scarred,
I
can
feel
me
somе
more
pain
Gon'
sign
a
deal,
bust
it
down
with
the
whole
gang
Ayy,
ayy,
my
lil'
bro
and
'em
on
criminal
time
Niggas
hoes,
I
ain't
feelin'
them
guys
Come
and
spark
and
get
rid
of
them
guys
Out
the
love,
I
can
get
'em
to
slide
Know
they
fake,
I
can
feel
out
the
vibe
They
ain't
'round,
I
ain't
gotta
remind
it
Play
'em
close,
but
I
know
they
ain't
silent
Louis
bag,
put
a
bag
inside
it
Ayy,
I
went,
hit
the
block
at,
like,
fifteen
I
was
just
a
young
nigga
with
big
dreams
Roddy
Ricch,
I
was
tryna
go
get
cream
Me
and
Crank
tryna
see
what
the
lick
read
I
had
to
take
a
few
losses,
I'm
okay
Niggas
hating
on
niggas,
that's
so
gay
I
get
pot
and
won't
stir
you
the
wrong
way
Walked
through
and
I'm
smoother
than
Olay
I
can't
front
a
nigga
shit,
he
gon'
run
off
I'll
die
'fore
I
ever
take
somethin'
off
4 Nick
hit
his
top,
bet
it
come
off
After
twelve,
all
silent
and
guns
off
Now
I
walk
on
the
stage,
bitches
screaming
And
all
of
my
partners,
they
still
on
commando
Hellcat,
wrap
it
up
with
some
camo
Gun
store,
we
don't
run
out
of
ammo
Gotta
go
do
the
show
if
the
price
right
She
gon'
fuck
me
and
suck
me,
it's
night-night
And
she
know
I
got
something
she
might
like
Take
her
home
and
I
beat
it,
Fight
Night
I'm
a
vet,
bitch,
I'm
far
from
a
new
dude
Really
having
more
clips
than
YouTube
I
ain't
even
blew
yet
'cause
it's
too
soon
How
the
fuck
niggas
sleepin'?
That's
too
rude
Ayy,
I'm
laid
back
in
my
own
lane
I
got
niggas
mad
as
a
ho
'cuz
I
jumped
in
the
game
and
spit
propane
He
better
run
when
I
let
the
4-0
bang
Bro
in
the
cell
said
no
names
Stay
down
in
the
4,
where
I'm
from,
bitch,
it's
gon'
rain
I
done
got
scarred,
I
can
feel
me
some
more
pain
Gon'
sign
a
deal,
bust
it
down
with
the
whole
gang
Ayy,
ayy,
my
lil'
bro
and
'em
on
criminal
time
Niggas
hoes,
I
ain't
feelin'
them
guys
Come
and
spark
and
get
rid
of
them
guys
Out
the
love,
I
can
get
'em
to
slide
Know
they
fake,
I
can
feel
out
the
vibe
They
ain't
'round,
I
ain't
gotta
remind
it
Play
'em
close,
but
I
know
they
ain't
silent
Louis
bag,
put
a
bag
inside
it
Don't
let
a
nigga
convince
you
can't
I'ma
take
all
my
shit
to
the
bank
When
you
real,
gotta
look
for
the
fake
Made
a
promise
to
mama,
I'm
great
And
to
all
of
my
people,
we
straight
I
will
never
stop
chasin'
ciabatta
Tryna
slide,
should
of
came
with
a
doctor
Quick
to
shoot,
I
was
made
for
the
drama
Big
Glock,
bitch,
I
came
for
the
problems
All
on,
I
ain't
takin'
advice
Life
a
gamble,
I'm
shakin'
the
dice
Lose
your
head
tryna
reach
for
this
ice
Remember
way
back
when
we
got
kicked
out?
Tryna
beef
off
of
hoes,
you
tripped
out
I
be
still
thankin'
God
I
got
picked
out
Glock
.19
with
thirty,
it
stick
out
Sticks
out,
make
the
opps
go
vacate
Shell
catches,
we
hit
'em
with
trey
eight
In
the
red
zone,
still
tryna
play
safe
I
done
came
here
from
nothin'
to
great
cake
Stick
'em
up,
make
'em
dance,
Nae
Nae
Tryna
slide
on
a
nigga
like
playin'
Skate
On
the
block
like
Craig
and
Day
Day
Love
all
my
partners,
I
tell
'em
to
stay
safe
Ayy,
I'm
laid
back
in
my
own
lane
I
got
niggas
mad
as
a
ho
'cuz
I
jumped
in
the
game
and
spit
propane
He
better
run
when
I
let
the
4-0
bang
Bro
in
the
cell
said
no
names
Stay
down
in
the
4,
where
I'm
from,
bitch,
it's
gon'
rain
I
done
got
scarred,
I
can
feel
me
some
more
pain
Gon'
sign
a
deal,
bust
it
down
with
the
whole
gang
Ayy,
ayy,
my
lil'
bro
and
'em
on
criminal
time
Niggas
hoes,
I
ain't
feelin'
them
guys
Come
and
spark
and
get
rid
of
them
guys
Out
the
love,
I
can
get
'em
to
slide
Know
they
fake,
I
can
feel
out
the
vibe
They
ain't
'round,
I
ain't
gotta
remind
it
Play
'em
close,
but
I
know
they
ain't
silent
Louis
bag,
put
a
bag
inside
it
Put
a
bag
in
it
(Huh?
Huh?
Huh?)
I
put
a
bag
in
it
(Huh?
Huh?
Huh?
Huh?)
Put
a
bag
in
it
(Huh?
Huh?
Huh?
Ayy,
ayy)
Bitch,
I
put
a
bag
in
it
I'm
from
the
4 and
I
came
with
it
Got
a
Louis
V
duffel
with
cash
in
it
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