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Les paroles de F You Too
| | | Artiste: | FABOLOUS |
| | Album: | Unknown | | Titre: | F You Too | | | | Date d'ajout: | 18/10/2007 | | Vues: | 379 fois | | | | Paroles: | (feat. Paul Cain)
[Intro - Paul Cain]
Yeah, Desert Storm niggaz,
Cain
Ghetto, I got these niggaz man (uh huh)
Clue! (yeah), I'm the first line of defense
(yeah)
And I'ma show 'em what that means (yeah)
[Chorus 1 - Paul Cain]
I know these
niggaz hoped I wouldn't make it - fuck you
Your hatred only made me wanna cake ya - fuck
you
Wherever I see you nigga I'ma buck you
And put a hole in your chest that's big enough to
drive a truck through
[Verse 1 - Paul Cain]
I bring the drama back where you lives,
flatter your wiz
Reload and then point the Mag at your kids
So what I sound remorse, the
records I still peep guns on me
But the difference now is only Deserts
If I talk it's gonna
be reckless; I'm ready to die
So when I apply pressure, niggaz gon' respect it
Tote guns to
rob niggaz, I told 'em to use
And leave enemies of friends that like broken and bruised
They
ain't crazy, they just broke and confused; cross me
And they'll be talks of how they found the
man smoked on the news
I'ma career crook - they used a mug shot from my graduation
picture
And my junior high school yearbook
Paul Cain never appear shook
Yeah I might
talk to my enemies but never police (nah)
You wanna converse it better be brief; you ain't gotta
say much
Show me the money and the cheddar'll speak
If it ain't involvin bread, I ain't with
it
I don't need D's on me, I'm already dodgin Feds
When the shots from the revolver
spread
Duck, I don't discriminate, leave CEO's and artists dead
Make slugs a part of his
head
Vanish then pop up in a SL double nickel, scarlet red
Fuck you I'm tryna get my cash
right
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