paroles de chanson Dancing with the Devil (feat. Bge Jroog & Kts Fazo) - Young Revk

Never slipping steady gripping
On that smith & 40 kissed em
Left him twitching never caught lacking
Big pistol packing
Semi automatic smacked him
Left a goofy nigga gasping
All you rappers capping
Never been in traffic with that ratchet
Bitch i'm double sliding with that mac 10
An i ain't going in unless i got my fucking strap in
Call me Mr. never lacking
Yeah them nines get to clapping
Ain't no math shit when i aim and subtract him
All about that action
I ain't with that acting
Y'all stuck in past tense that big choppa whacked him
Posted inna black benz
Y'all wanted issues so i made that shit happen
Hopping out flashing like it's lights camera action
He said he pistol packing but i caught that nigga lacking
Full metal jacket make 'em dance like Michael Jackson

Aye
Poppa perk grab some molly down the road
I thought yo bitch was faithful but she grabbin on her toes
She touchin all over my neck she love the diamonds and my clothes
I beat it up until she get wet but i can't fuck around wit these hoes

We'll leave you 6 ft under he floatin like he a feather
Loadin up the chop extended equipped up on the berettas
Tellin me that hoes his thot but she sayin they ain't together

You knew for the better that's why you ain't been outside
Can't say you've been real but not around when it be time to slide
We killin all the witnesses even if they was blind
So if you ride wit us to run an hide i hope this change yo mind

918 to 417 grew up round dem thugs
He lookin like a snitch he need patted down for a bug
If i ever catch it on em
12 onna gauge full ah slugs
Run my name through the mud
Then you a vegetable pull the plug

Do it for the family promise you ain't gone take from it
You really out here playin life like we aint out here taken em
Opposition hide an seek
We the ones dat been chasin em
If tryna catch me lackin no question you'll be replacin em

Aye
Niggas talking tough then watch me lace em
I ain't really into games left 4 dead is what i make 'em
I ain't running with no gang
Liu kang watch me take em
Niggas really out the frames
Smokin loud like ah Jamaican
He not fuckin with the team
Then cook his ass up like some bacon
Hoe i'm from the 916 Sacramento that's the nation
Stomping any nigga down if they talking out of placement
Bitch you know it's B.G.E. and my Gorrilas breaking pavement
I'm just blowing off some steam roll it up an then i face it
Don't need no finer things
Only family an god i'm chasing
If you tryna roll with me you gotta know just how to take it
Nah we never sipping lean
THC up in my beverage
She super bad so you know that i'm McLOVIN
Hoe i'm really with this shit don't know who told your ass i wasn't
Come fuck with ah nigga know i'm keeping shit 100
Don't you ever trust these hoes flip yo money up and run it
No body shots bitch we aiming for that bonnet
Whole team superstars taking off like ah rocket
We don't ever plan to stop keep on feeling up our pockets
Staying plugged like ah socket demanding all profits
Big business tell them niggas they ain't fucking with us
And if it's beef all my niggas gone buss
Been through the fire hell naw they ain't shaking me
Put them glasses on and you can see they ain't no fake in me
Pull up for my brothers
Yeah i know they got the faith in me
Ride until i die always giving out the best in me
Talking all that shit them pussy niggas never stressing me
Cooking up some sauce you can see i got the recipe