paroles de chanson Take It - RoadRunner KB

Young Nigga World
Yeah
Uh, yeah, yeah
Uh, yeah, yeah
Mm
Everything a hundred K
Everything a hundred K
Yeah, I was broke, I needed some cash, I take it
Bad lil' bitch, she thick, she take it
No, I can't take it and no, I'm not racist, I fuck on all races
Really running on the road, going different places
All these bitches getting old, I fuck on new faces
I count up the profit
Take off like a rocket
You niggas should stop it
I know y'all not having shit
You niggas should stop it
I know y'all not having shit
I know y'all not having shit, woah
I keep a dirty stick, woah
Ice on my neck and it's froze
Gold teeth like a fish in a bowl
I might as well fuck on her throat
Niggas be bitches, they switching like clothes
They copy my style, these niggas some clones
Circle so small that I feel alone
Right or wrong, I ride with my goons
Few shots, see you soon
I take a piece off your spoon
I take your bitch to the booth
Now she really over you
I make a pack disappear, I say poof
I got this cheese on me and it's blue
Youngest nigga in the room
Hit the road, see you soon
My money don't fold, it's too strong
I'ma make that shit back when it's gone
If you ever snitch, then you wrong
She suck on the dick when I'm home
Pop a Perc just to get in my zone
New pack came in, I was gone
I'm OT, I don't wanna go home
We live for this shit that we on
High as fuck when I'm off that Patron
And I just scored on a hit
He a lame, but I heard he got bricks
But we road runners with them sticks
Hit a lick and we know it's legit
I ain't taking no pleas with this shit
Nah, no
Yeah, I was broke, I needed some cash, I take it
Bad lil' bitch, she thick, she take it
No, I can't take it and no, I'm not racist, I fuck on all races
Really running on the road, going different places
All these bitches getting old, I fuck on new faces
I count up the profit
Take off like a rocket
You niggas should stop it
I know y'all not having shit
You niggas should stop it
I know y'all not having shit
I know you gon' switch up
Disrespect me, you get beat up
Smoking on the best of reefer
I ride around with a heater
No, I cannot be a leacher
We got leather seats in the Beamer
Got a 30 round clip for a schemer
Don't tempt me or give me a reason
Might chop his ass up at the season
Hit the gas, I accelerate the meter
Act up and we score from a distance
Hit the road, we might go on a mission
If I empty the clip, I'm not missing
I'm a Perc' popper like a patient
We secret society like Masons
Niggas bitches, so they be hating
And that pussy was clean so I ate it
I don't want that lil' pussy, I'll date it
My niggas, they wild, they pull up with choppers
They shooting shit like some Haitians
Road running every season
Why that lil' bitch wanna eat me?

Why that lil' bitch wanna eat me?

I need all of my money, I'm greedy
Pop a Perc just to get in my zone
When I'm sober, I feel so alone
My lil' nigga, he totin' the chrome
Shots at your head, he send you home
My lil' bro say he hope you pop on
I told that lil' nig hit the road
No, you can't fold, you gotta stay strong
Stack it and get you a roll
Yeah, I was broke, I needed some cash, I take it
Bad lil' bitch, she thick, she take it
No, I can't take it and no, I'm not racist, I fuck on all races
Really running on the road, going different places
All these bitches getting old, I fuck on new faces
I count up the profit
Take off like a rocket
You niggas should stop it
I know y'all not having shit
You niggas should stop it
I know y'all not having shit