paroles de chanson National Anthem - Triz Nathaniel

Ladies and gentlemen, please rise for the playing of our National Anthem

When the pop-pop pop off, pray they ain't landin'
Non-stop pop-pop, it's the National Anthem
You hear the pop-pop when you and your homies is lampin'
Non-stop pop-pop, it's the National Anthem

It's them boys, with them toys
So ask Jigga what the .44 for (Pop pop)
This ain't no pop track, this some true blue shit
And this here badge means you won't do shit

You go hard in the motherfuckin' paint nigga
They paint the walls with your motherfuckin' brains nigga
Like next time don't test my motherfuckin' aim nigga
Ali Bomaye, charge it to the game nigga

So see him on the street and duck
'Cause you gon' get stuck, stole, snuffed
All kinds of fucked up!

When the pop-pop pop off, pray they ain't landin'
Non-stop pop-pop, it's the National Anthem
You hear the pop-pop when you and your homies is lampin'
Non-stop pop-pop, it's the National Anthem

(Chi-town) Hundred years of segregation
But I ain't got time to be patient, 'cause a thug gotta eat too
So get the heater, 'cause I'm sprayin'
Like Vegeta, I'm just sayin'

Pop-pop, brrrrop, Chi-town Southside
White side like, "isn't this a beautiful night?"
Wanna say the pop-pop is El Chapo
But I say fuck Rahm Emanuel!

A couple miles up the way it's pop-pop all day
It's a mili' nine mili' in the Millioke
Six or nine ways you could die today
But the .38 say that it's happenin' the Trey way

Thinkin' it's all systematic
But then the homie showed me this chromey gorgeous semi-automatic
Goin' Jay-Z, gotta have it
Got a squad like Ginyu put a red dot on your forehead, make you Hindu

Grab the tuli all chromed up, put it to your dome
Take your iPhone call up Tyrone
That Badu man bring you bad news, son
We kill each other, give the white man just what he want

When the pop-pop pop off, pray they ain't landin'
Non-stop pop-pop, it's the National Anthem
The pop-pop hold the whole 'hood ransom
Pop-pop, our National Anthem

I can see (Oh)
So I'm sayin'