paroles de chanson Slayer - R2rcam
Hold
on
Let's
go
I
can't
work
at
Chick-Fil-A
I
can't
work
at
Wendy's
I
cannot
respond
to
your
lil'
calls,
'cuz
I
got
busy
Guess
what,
stepped
into
the
stu'
and
I
got
busy
(Guess
what,
slayer)
Roll
some
rocks
up,
came
straight
from
the
moon
Gon'
make
you
dizzy,
high
as
fuck,
sleep
(High)
Why
in
the
fuck
would
I
worry
bout
that
nigga
when
that
nine
is
tucked
(On
me)
Niggas
slimy,
they
wiping
your
nose
Niggas
fuckin'
your
sinuses
up
If
it's
up
with
me
that
means
anything
goes
Got
the
stick
on
my
side,
imma
clutch
Nigga
sick,
'cuz
he
sipping
on
'tuss
He
get
zipped,
'cuz
we
not
finna
tussle
Not
finna
tussle
with
niggas,
been
going
up
since
I
made
Couple
I
ball
like
the
NBA
bubble
If
he
run
off
with
dough,
he
in
trouble
Imma
catch
that
lil'
peon
I
turn
his
feet
hot
Do
the
dash,
and
beyond
That
lil'
boy
in
that
Fiat
Gettin'
money
like
eight
ways
I
can't
never
just
be
out
Ho
Most
these
niggas
just
be
broke
It
ain't
nothing
to
beef
'bout
(Pussy,
go
get
some
money)
I
can't
work
at
Chick-Fil-A
I
can't
work
at
Wendy's
I
cannot
respond
to
your
lil'
calls,
'cuz
I
got
busy
Guess
what,
stepped
into
the
stu'
and
I
got
busy
(Guess
what,
slayer)
Roll
some
rocks
up,
came
straight
from
the
moon
Gon'
make
you
dizzy,
high
as
fuck,
sleep
(High)
Why
in
the
fuck
would
I
worry
bout
that
nigga
when
that
nine
is
tucked
(On
me)
Niggas
slimy,
they
wiping
your
nose
Niggas
fuckin'
your
sinuses
up
If
it's
up
with
me
that
means
anything
goes
Got
the
stick
on
my
side,
imma
clutch
It's
not
pressure
'bout
nun'
of
these
niggas
It
ain't
pressure
'bout
nun'
of
these
sluts
It
it
was,
I
don't
fold
under
pressure
Not
having
cold
feet,
never
been
issue
for
us
I'm
in
a
high
rise
cozy,
all
of
my
shit
going
up
I
think
it's
stuck
I
think
these
niggas
is
capital
B
for
capital
bitch
Capital
P
for
capital
puss'
Step
in
the
shit,
I'm
fuckin'
it
up
Fucking
that
bitch,
and
I'm
fuckin'
it
up
I'm
super
clean,
I'm
super
tough
Rockin'
that
fake
ass
ring,
cover
that
up
Fill
up
a
wood
with
like
three
and
dump
out
the
guts
We
get
a
whole
lot
of
cheese,
still
ain't
no
pictures
of
us
Aye,
yeah
(Ha)
Aye,
yeah
Hold
on
I
can't
work
at
Chick-Fil-A
I
can't
work
at
Wendy's
I
cannot
respond
to
your
lil'
calls,
'cuz
I
got
busy
Guess
what,
stepped
into
the
stu'
and
I
got
busy
(Guess
what,
slayer)
Roll
some
rocks
up,
came
straight
from
the
moon
Gon'
make
you
dizzy,
high
as
fuck,
sleep
(High)
Why
in
the
fuck
would
I
worry
bout
that
nigga
when
that
nine
is
tucked
(On
me)
1 Astronaut Talk
2 Slayer
3 Money Relay
4 Hitler
5 R2r
6 Soldier
7 Yao Ming
8 Thottee Tour Llif3
9 Baddie Bandit
Attention! N'hésitez pas à laisser des commentaires.