paroles de chanson Certainly - Sonny Wesson

Certainly these niggas swagger jackin′, perjury
Real trap nigga I got them birds with me
Flippin' all these patties - niggas think I work for Burger King
Cuttin′ up yo block this shit a surgery
First you cut the water up and then you let it bubble
Yo product ain't smack unless you cook it and it double
I was in the trenches running rock you niggas fumbled
And I gotta get this money ain't no time for being humble
You niggas ain′t shootin′ shit out
You niggas losers get out
I'm in traffic smokin′ Backwoods with a bitch from Vermont
I'm sippin′ tech and got a Tek the type of shit that i'm on
Its Cashfamm my niggas up and you can trip if you want
You gon′ get blast on
All that rack flexin' gon' get passed on
Pack a nigga out he gettin′ sagged on
Its west side shit
The .40 good cuz′ sometimes the Mac jam on me
And you ain't gon′ see me in the club unless the yam on me
Burner on my hip chunky she cant dance on me
And I ain't never trust a bitch that′s on the dead homies
And I've been really in these streets I know the feds want me
And everything I cant say the money say it for me

Certainly
All my niggas trappin′ that's whats happenin' we gon′ do this shit for certain man we do it so
Certainly
And all my niggas crackin′ we whats active got a magnum in the magnum, and we do this shit
Certainly
All my niggas trappin' that′s whats happenin' we gon′ do this shit for certain man we do it so
Certainly
And all my niggas active we what's happenin′ we got a .40 in the magnum man my niggas so
Certainly

I'm a Cashfamm killa down to die for mine
Too many squares in niggas circles they some polygons
And I don't see these niggas eatin′ guess its Ramadan
I had a .45 I trade it for a Tommy gun
And I been really in these streets since like 99′
Rest in peace my nigga Trixx some busters shot you down
They ain't yo friends cuz′ they gon' envy when you not around
And they don′t wanna see you ball they want you out of bounds
I stopped smokin' Swisher Sweets and switched to woods
Still choppin′ all the blocks finesse and jugg
I still wish a nigga would
I still keep me some niggas that'll shoot
All my niggas ballin' we don′t hoop
I′m sippin' deuces in the coupe
And please don′t call me phone unless it's loot
I gave that bitch some dick and then the boot
She love that west side shit - she love that west side shit

Certainly
All my niggas trappin′ that's whats happenin′ man we do this shit for certain man we do this shit
Certainly
And all my niggas crackin' we what's active got a .40 in the magnum man we do this shit
Certainly