paroles de chanson Rumors - Waka Flocka Flame

They wanna see me dead (What?), puttin prices on my head (What?)
Spreadin rumors round town (What?), like I fell down (What?)
They can't hold me down (Uh, uh), they can't stop my shine (Uh, uh)
They can't block my grind (No!), shawty it's game time (Flocka!)
Piru for life breads off the elms nigga I ain't big on lick
Cause I ain't been to the mother land here I stand grown ass
Man, gun in my hand ion fear no man (Flocka!)
These niggas fuckin trippin second guess am I livin'
Better tell em I'm gone kill em twenty bags and tell 'em
Come get 'em make ya boy scared to say nun him
I thank that I scared him I swear to god
Don't fear them these niggas straight trippin'
Thinkin' that I'm slippin pull it out
Then I'm rippin my whole click
Itchin' lookin' for the fuckin' victim
Free my partner isum tunnel fuckin' vision
I swear to god on jesus christ I don't fuckin hear 'em
They wanna see me dead (What?), puttin prices on my head (What?)
Spreadin rumors round town (What?), like I fell down (What?)
They can't hold me down (Uh, uh), they can't stop my shine (Uh, uh)
They can't block my grind (No!), shawty it's game time (Flocka!)
Piru for life breads off the elms nigga ian big on lick
These niggas say they kilt me and kidnapped my daughter
I don't even got no daughter they mad cause I'm a baller
And they hoes a caller you know that Imma stall her
Then dick her and ball her then never ever call her
Grind hard like my mother I'm the problem solver
AR or revolver you hard then I am harder stop actin like a killer
You pussy ass nigga you ain't wanna murder
That's why I'm still alive nigga BRICKSQUAD!
They wanna see me dead (What?), puttin prices on my head (What?)
Spreadin rumors round town (What?), like I fell down (What?)
They can't hold me down (Uh, uh), they can't stop my shine (Nah)
They can't block my grind (No!), shawty it's game time (Flocka!)
Piru for life breads off the elms nigga
I ain't big on lick 'cause I ain't been to the motherland
Here I stand, grown ass man
Gun in my hand, I don't fear no man (Flocka!)
They wanna see me dead (Flocka!)
Spreading rumors around town (What?)
They can't hold me down (Uh, uh)
They can't block my grind (No), shawty, it's game time
Piru for life, branched off the Elms, nigga
I ain't big on lick 'cause I ain't been to the motherland
Here I stand, grown ass man
Gun in my hand, I don't fear no man
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