paroles de chanson Straight Thru - Quin Nfn
They
be
like,
"Quin,
why
you
never
come
back
to
the
trenches?"
′Cause,
bitch,
I
don't
gotta
go
back
to
the
trenches
Go
ask
all
the
opps
if
I
rap
what
I′m
living
Shoe
box
full
of
knots,
I'ma
stack
to
the
ceiling
Heard
she
wanna
fuck
me
'Cause
I
heard
that
her
nigga
ain′t
fucked
up
a
sack
in
a
minute
But
these
bitches
know
that
lil′
Quin
tryna
fuck,
then
he
finished
On
gang,
then
it's
back
to
the
spinach
In
her
mouth
like
a
dentist
Pop
out,
shoot
his
ass,
then
we
clappin′
the
witness
In
the
field
like
a
scrimmage
Don't
come
with
no
smoke,
we
gon′
wrap
'em
like
Christmas
Ayy,
on
gang,
all
my
young
niggas
with
it
They
told
me,
"Quit
stainin′,
young
nigga,
you
gifted,"
Ayy,
ayy,
I'ma
box
'fore
I
pop
me
a
nigga
You
not
′cause
you
niggas
is
bitches
Ayy,
don;t
fuck
with
no
TEC′s,
boy,
this
Glock
what
I'm
holdin′
Get
popped
like
a
Trojan,
it's
not
what
you
wanted
Piped
your
lil′
thot,
hit
the
block,
then
I'm
on
it
Moon
rock
got
me
floatin′,
get
shot
for
approachin'
No
time
for
a
bitch,
I
just
stack
it
and
grow
it
She
know
how
it
go
'cause
she
know
how
I′m
rollin′
Goosing
your
bitch,
got
her
hollerin'
and
moanin′
T'd
up
in
the
cat
from
the
night
to
the
morning
Ain′t
flexin',
I′m
pressin',
they
know
that
I
got
it
CP3
shit,
lil'
bro
strapped
with
a
rocket
Ain′t
rappin′
for
clout,
bitch,
I'm
rappin′
for
profit
This
feature
ain't
cheap,
come
and
make
a
deposit
My
bitch
got
a
bag
like
we
comin′
from
shoppin'
Fuck
from
the
back,
pull
her
hair
when
I′m
poppin'
Your
bitch
hangin'
out
like
a
wall
with
a
stockin′
Been
applyin′
that
smoke,
now
they
want
me
to
stop
it
Ayy,
you
a
ho,
you
the
whole
police
Came
up,
now
the
hoes
gon'
freak
Rolling
′Woods,
this
some
strong
OG
Gassed
up
and
your
ho
on
E
Strapped
up,
Velcro
on
me
Pull
up
on
em'
with
a
roll
on
me
Off
black
in
a
four
door
deep
Big
Glock
in
the
stolo
seat
Pop
like
a
pill,
tell
′em,
"Don't
OD"
On
ten
when
I′m
solo
D
Play
around,
lay
him
down,
let
the
.44
speak
Broke
hoes
do
the
most
on
me
You
niggas
vegans,
I
swear
y'all
don't
want
no
beef
Y′all
niggas
be
oh
so
sweet
Ayy,
how
you
wanna
be
cuffed
up
with
a
Nigga
and
you
fucked
on
my
bro
lowkey?
These
niggas
hate
it
You
seen
the
look
on
they
faces
when
they
seen
a
young
nigga
make
it
But
that′s
motivation,
got
all
my
shit
to
the
fullest
Don't
give
me
the
chance,
I′ma
take
it
No
time
for
the
waitin',
my
young
niggas
strapped
like
the
Haitians
Be
quiet
′cause
he
still
on
probation
and
I'm
tryna
chase
it
The
coupe
that
we
got
really
came
With
no
top
like
the
motherfucker
naked
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