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Based On A T.R.U. Story (Chopped Not...

- 2 Chainz

Genre: Rap / Hip Hop |  Nombre de chansons: 11 |  Nombre d'écoute: 17648 |  Le temps de téléchargement:0

Album phát hành ngày 12/2/2013 qua Universal.Album đã bán được 623.000 bản vào tháng 8/2013. Album được xếp vào top các album nhạc rap hay nhất tại giải Grammy Awards lần thứ 55. Thể loại: Rap, Hip hop

 

 

 

 


 

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PAROLES CHANSON

[Intro]
Yuck Daddy! Yuck!
Yuck Daddy! Yuck!

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
Uh, cut the top off, call it Amber Rose
Just bought a big body, time to paint the toes
Known to act a donkey on the camel-toe
Then take the camel-toe and turn it into casserole
2 Chainz talkin' on the flake's phone
Poof! Just like that the whole check gone
Former posturepedic I was slept on
So many chains on it look like my neck gone
My girl came through and brought an extra body
Now that's an after party for the after party
Two-gun game, all black Ferrari
His and her Armani, put it in her tummy
And yeah, the bread good if the head good
Before benihana's it was canned goods
Before canned goods it was similac
I'm from where they send sharks then we send 'em back
A half a million dollars worth of crack money
Wrap your parents up, now you got a black mommy
Yeah I did it, true to my religion
Two guns on me, both with extensions
If you on the pole, play your position
I got enough dough to pay your tuition
Corduroy trues, with the skull cap
I just woke up, tell me where the drugs at
And after the drugs, where the girls at
And after the guns, where the love at
And if it ain't no love, I'm like fuck that
Nigga I'm so dope, you could catch a fuckin' contact

[Hook: Lil Wayne]
Good weed, bad bitch
Got these hoes on my dick like Brad Pitt
Woah, I seen it all before
The bitch got a man, but she schemin' on the low
How it go? It go, fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas
My homies got the blickers, automatics no clickers
Huh? Codeine, no liquor
Man, life is a bitch, mine is a gold digger
I'm fucked, let's fuck
She said she on her period, I said, "Yuck"
I called another bopper, I beat it like a copper
Two big chain, one big chopper, bitch

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
I got the chopper for the correspondence
The codeine got me standin' horizontal
I had enough of the broken promises
So I'm in a room full of Pocahontas-es
And this shit is of the meat rack
Weed sack, big car, layin' with my seat back
We next, weed never left, holla, we back
All this ice on my and my niggas playing freeze tag
Lord forgive me, this my fourth foreign
If you baby daddy lame, you should forewarn him
I come through with the yapper on
Turn that nigga into hot bologna
I'm the type of nigga cop a Rollie, cop a benz, cop a two
Then wear it all to Church, nigga Hallelu'
Uh, I'm from the trap where the block'll pay you
Me and my nigga pass your ho like a hot potato
I be like you could get her, he be like you could get her
I be like you could have her, he be like you could have her
He be like, it don't matter, I be like, me neither
Uh, my old school got twenty-sixes on it
And I got your girl kissin' on me

[Hook]

[Outro]
Yuck Daddy! Yuck!
Yuck Daddy! Yuck!
Yuck-yuck-yuck Daddy!
Two big chain, one big chopper
Two big chain, one big chopper
Two big chain, one big chopper
Two big chain, one big chopper, bitch

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PAROLES CHANSON

[Sample: "The Old Dope Peddler" by Tom Lehrer]
Every evening you will find him
Around our neighborhood.
It's the old dope peddler
That we know by doing good

[Hook]
Started off with a OZ
End up riding fo' deep
Pull up to that club like
Mothafucka ho you don't know me
I said I pull up to that club like
Mothafucka ho you don't know me
Started off with a OZ
End up riding fo' deep
Started off with a OZ
End up riding fo' deep
Pull up to that club like
Mothafucka ho you don't know me
I said I pull up to that club like
Mothafucka ho you don't know me

Most of my niggas got gold teeth
Most of my bitches got tattoos
Most of my niggas think cash rules
And I mess up hair dos like it's a pair of shoes
And I need a parachute when I'm up there
I'm in the trap cuz I work there

[Hook]
Started off with a OZ
End up riding fo' deep
Pull up to that club like
Mothafucka ho you don't know me
I said I pull up to that club like
Mothafucka ho you don't know me
Started off with a OZ
End up riding fo' deep
Started off with a OZ
End up riding fo' deep
Pull up to that club like
Mothafucka ho you don't know me
I said I pull up to that club like
Mothafucka ho you don't know me

[Sample: "The Old Dope Peddler" by Tom Lehrer]
When the shades of night are falling,
Comes a fellow everyone knows,
It's the old dope peddler,
Spreading joy wherever he goes

See what these bitches looking like
Stick it in all crooked like
Louie V is my kyrptonite
Take ya bitch and I give her back
Give her this and I give her that
Fine wine and lobster tail
Candlelight and Chrisette Michele
Look at the pussy and play kiss and tell
Fix her hair then fix her nails
Even pay a few bills
Way I'm running shit man I should have a shoe deal
And my whole crew ill
Pockets on fat burger
Going so hard you'd think I mixed the Viagra with the Soda
Staying focused, this yola here
Black and white ice, polar bear
You hold her hand and I hold her hair
I pull her close and I put it there

[Hook]
Started off with a OZ
End up riding fo' deep
Pull up to that club like
Mothafucka ho you don't know me
I said I pull up to that club like
Mothafucka ho you don't know me
Started off with a OZ
End up riding fo' deep
Started off with a OZ
End up riding fo' deep
Pull up to that club like
Mothafucka ho you don't know me
I said I pull up to that club like
Mothafucka ho you don't know me

[Sample: "The Old Dope Peddler" by Tom Lehrer]
When the shades of night are falling,
Comes a fellow everyone knows,
It's the old dope peddler,
Spreading joy wherever he goes


 

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PAROLES CHANSON

I am smoking on that gas, life should be on Cinemax
Movie, Bought my boo bigger tits and a bigger ass
Who he's, not I, I smoke strong, that Popeye
Louie V's in my archives, black diamonds, apartheid
Bread up and my top down
On the block with a block out
Hit ya ass with that block out
Dope enough to go in yo nostrils
I'll take ya girl and kid nap her
Feed her to my mattress
The skeleton in my closet
It's probably dead ass rappers
It's probably pussy ass niggas
Don't try me I pull that trigga
Got ya car note in my cup
And your rent in my swisha
That pussy so good I miss ya
Head game's so vicious
And all I get is cheese
Like I'm taking pictures

I say fuck you, 'less I'm with' ya
If I take you out of the picture
I know real niggas won't miss ya
No lie, no lie, no lie-ee-I-ee-I
No lie, no lie, no lie-ee-I-ee-I
Real niggas, say word,
Ye ain't never told no lie
Ye ain't never told no lie
Real niggas, say word,
Ye ain't never told no lie
Ye ain't never told no lie
Real niggas, stay true
Ye ain't never told no lie
Ye ain't never told no lie
That's a thing I don't do
Nah I just do it for the niggas
That are trying to see a million 'fore they die
Wattup

2 Chainz and champagne
You want true, that's true enough
Forbes list like every year
My office is my tour bus
She came through, she brought food
She got fucked, she knew wassup
She think I'm the realest out
And I say "damn, that makes two of us"
Oh that look like what's her name
Chances are there's what's her name
Chances are, if she was acting up
Then I fucked her once and never fucked again
She could have a Grammy, I still treat her ass like a nominee
Just need to know what that pussy like so one time it's fine with me
Young as an intern, with money like I built the shit
Streets talking that confirm
Go ask them who just catch shit
Stay keeping my cup full so I'm extra charged like a state tax
Me an' Chainz go way back
We don't talk shit, we just say facts (Yes Lord)

I say fuck you, 'less I'm with' ya
If I take you out of the picture
I know real niggas won't miss ya
No lie, no lie, no lie-ee-I-ee-I
No lie, no lie, no lie-ee-I-ee-I
Real niggas, say word,
Ye ain't never told no lie
Ye ain't never told no lie
Real niggas, say word,
Ye ain't never told no lie
Ye ain't never told no lie
Real niggas, stay true
Ye ain't never told no lie
Ye ain't never told no lie
That's a thing I don't do
Nah I just do it for the niggas
That are trying to see a million 'fore they die
Wattup

Name a nigga that want some
I'll out rap his ass
I'll trap his ass
Put his ass in a plastic bag with his trashy ass
Take 'em out, bring 'em in
Them whole things, 2Pac without a nose ring
Thug Life, one wife, a mistress and a girlfriend
I did what they say I wouldn't (go)
Went where they say I couldn't (true)
YSL belt buckle
Ya'll niggas sure is looking
Ya'll niggas sure is lucky
2 Chainz on my rugby
Left hand on that steering wheel
Right hand on that pussy


I say fuck you, 'less I'm with' ya
If I take you out of the picture
I know real niggas won't miss ya
No lie, no lie, no lie-ee-I-ee-I
No lie, no lie, no lie-ee-I-ee-I
Real niggas, say word,
Ye ain't never told no lie
Ye ain't never told no lie
Real niggas, say word,
Ye ain't never told no lie
Ye ain't never told no lie
Real niggas, stay true
Ye ain't never told no lie
Ye ain't never told no lie
That's a thing I don't do
Nah I just do it for the niggas
That are trying to see a million 'fore they die
Wattup

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PAROLES CHANSON

[Hook:]
I'm different, yeah I'm different [x3]
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing [x4]
Middle finger up to my competition
I'm different, yeah I'm different [x3]
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing

[Verse 1:]
Pull up to the scene, but my roof gone
When I leave the scene, bet your boo gone
And I beat the pussy like a new song
2 Chainz but I got me a few on
Everything hot, skip lukewarm
Tell shawty to bust it open, Uncle Luke on
Got the present for the present and a gift wrapping
I don't feel good, but my trigger happy
But the stripper happy, but they wish had me
And I wish a nigga would, like a kitchen cabinet
And me and you are cut from a different fabric
I fucked her so good it's a bad habit
Bitch sit down, you got a bad atti'
Gave her the wrong number and a bad addy
You ain't going nowhere like a bad navi
Ass so big, I told her to look back at it
Look back at it, look back at it
Then I put a fat rabbit on the Craftmatic
I am so high... attic
I am so high like an addict

[Hook:]
I'm different, yeah I'm different [x3]
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing [x4]
Middle finger up to my competition
I'm different, yeah I'm different [x3]
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing

[Verse 2:]
2 Chainz got your girl on the celly
And when I get off the celly
I made her meet at the telly
When she meet at the telly
I put it straight in her belly
When it go in her belly, it ain't sh*t you can tell me
Hair long, money long
Me and broke niggas we don't get along
Hair long, money long
Me and broke niggas we don't get along
I paid a 1, 000 dollars for my sneakers
'Ye told ya, a 100k for a feature
Eee-err Eee-err, sound of the bed
Beat it up, beat it up, then I get some head
Well I might get some head, then I beat it up
I don't give a fuck, switch it up, nigga live it up
Yeah it's going down, she get up
Might valet park a Brinks truck

[Hook:]
I'm different, yeah I'm different [x3]
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing [x4]
Middle finger up to my competition
I'm different, yeah I'm different [x3]
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing

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PAROLES CHANSON

Baby let's run away
Get lost in the day
I love that you love what you do
And just like any other girl, baby I'll love you the same
I know you gotta go, the DJ is calling you to the stage
Go ahead baby, do your thing

Honey complexion
Body of a goddess
22s on the Lexus, named Alexis
By the way of Texas
Big face Rolexes
While she's undressing, man I'm stressing
She's extremely blessed, extremely blessed
Extremely blessed, extremely blessed
Extremely blessed, extremely blessed
She's extremely blessed, extremely blessed

Give us this day our daily bread
If you a chicken head, go somewhere and lay some eggs
I make you, make your bed, take that head
I got a move that'll break your leg, know what I'm talking about
Known to kill pussy, nigga chalk it out
Our first date was the Waffle House
Different day, different escapades
If they don't like it they opinion like Escalade's
Everybody got one

Honey complexion
Body of a goddess
22s on the Lexus, named Alexis
By the way of Texas
Big face Rolexes
While she's undressing, man I'm stressing
She's extremely blessed, extremely blessed
Extremely blessed, extremely blessed

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
Yeah
She slow grinded the whole time
I told her have a seat, you sitting on a gold mine
Big ass, long hair, thick thighs
Eat lobster tail like french fries
I'm the type to buy you a car for the fifth time
This skinny nigga doing big time
Oh wait, dinner dates I demonstrate how to penetrate
If you ain't with' it, then it's elimi-date

Honey complexion
Body of a goddess
22s on the Lexus, named Alexis
By the way of Texas
Big face Rolexes
While she's undressing, man I'm stressing
She's extremely blessed, extremely blessed
Extremely blessed, extremely blessed
Extremely blessed, extremely blessed
She's extremely blessed, extremely blessed

Baby let's roll away
Get lost in this day
Say it's okay
Come to me
Extremely blessed, extremely blessed
Extremely blessed, extremely blessed
 

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PAROLES CHANSON

Let's play big bank take little bank
You are looking at a shark in a fish tank
When I'm in the kitchen, I make plenty cash
Tell shawty come here, she got plenty ass

Yeah, I luv dem strippers
Yeah, I luv dem strippers
Yeah, I luv dem strippers
Yeah, I luv dem strippers
In my foreign car, got the trunk by the engine
So when I back back, I'm fronting on you niggas

First I back back, Louie backpack
Where's Paris Hilton? Where's Kat Stacks?
I'm Rambo with this ammunition, my camo come from Tru Religion
Them broke hoes can't pay attention, your cutie missing, New Edition
Mr. Telephone man, there's something wrong with my line
When I call my baby's number, I get a click every time
Every line is dope, you can snort it
Working in the pot, I can make you do aerobics
I'm haterphobic, they mad cause I'm winning
They busy high and catching, mad cause I'm pinching
All my bitches different, all my diamonds glistening
My weed so loud, everybody listen
They say it's for the birds, so I bought a kilo
My Boost Mobile chirping, it must be my amigo

Yeah, I luv dem strippers
Yeah, I luv dem strippers
Yeah, I luv dem strippers
Yeah, I luv dem strippers
In my foreign car, got the trunk by the engine
So when I back back, I'm fronting on you niggas

[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
2 Chainz, you crazy, know I'm  crazy
wrong with these bitches lately?
Bitches better get on they knees and praise me
Bitch, I rep that rich gang. Where's Stunna? Where's Wayne?
That's red on my wristband, SB, Mack Maine
Tell Tyga, lookin' for this bitch called Blac Chyna
Take a nigga bitch in a hot flash, menopause hot flash
Yes that's why I'm crowned queen, and I ain't lookin' for the prom king
These hoes' careers ain't promising, killing these bitches - crime scene
Oh, that's how a bitch do it
Fifty black trucks gone follow when I pull up
This shit hit you in the chin like a pull up
My door so cocky, my door so stuck up
Oh, hop up out the space car
Bitches stay pressed, I call them a space bar
Man I wish a bitch would, hundred-thousand dollar engine,
I wish a bitch could

[Hook x2: 2 Chainz]
Yeah, I luv dem strippers
Yeah, I luv dem strippers
Yeah, I luv dem strippers
Yeah, I luv dem strippers
In my foreign car, got the trunk by the engine
So when I back back, I'm fronting on you niggas

Wait I don't even think these niggas understood what I just said
I said, hundred-thousand dollar engine
I wish a bitch could, like the little engine that could

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PAROLES CHANSON

[Intro:]
Nothing in the whole wide world can stop me
Ooohhhh Noooothing can stop me
Nothing in the whole wide world can stop me
Oooohh Loving yoooooouuu
Nothing in the whole wide world can stop me
Nothing, Nobody
Can stop me from Loving yooooooouuuu

Foreign exchange, I walk in the rain, still won't get wet
Nigga flick up the flame twist up the game switch up the chain
Play peek-a-boo I take ya girl and her friend and do a switch-a-roo
Started with a nick and got a 62 it was memorable my plan is worth diggable
Used to stashing work off in a inner tube in middle school
I worked the trap no interviews just told shawty that I'm in to you I'm the type that make a old school a Bentley coupe turn one to ten that's what I tend to do it's an amber alert I gotta missing roof it was black and it was travelling fast I love you now I don't care about your ratchet past designer shoes matching bags let them niggas pop shit baby we popping tags if I ever fall off I'll be hopping back got a bad bitch with me told her hop in back my car speak she dark meat I be eating MC's nigga shark teeth Velourz hoodie I ask em what's for goody if you are what you eat but I am not a pussy you couldn't stop me with a bunch of Uzi's and all we really do is shoot a bunch of movies

[Hook: x2]
Started from the bottom now we at the top graduated from high school and bought a choppa orville red and bocker bitch we got it poppin on the block with that white girl cindy lauper

When they saw me they used to think of dope but now when they see me they just think of hope Inspiration no infiltration them niggas hatin I got they bitches naked hand full of ones pocket full of Hunn if I was sellin swag man I woulda sold it to em designer sneaks leather seats they say money talk that's why you never speak every verse I do is a rest in peace wish this highway to heaven had an extra seat rap game extra sweet big ass charm conversation peice

Million off rap but the trap was sweeter when dealings on the block all prices cheaper I been doing this since guess and fila they say my entourage each car four deep eight heaters drop the middle man to cut the cost they say my whole click cut from a different cloth and of course we pay the cost with each block that we off ya take off and call back it ain't our fault that ya lost ya lil bitch ask ya boy bout them forty he lost talk slick Glock forty ya boss now you the president fresher than peppermint whip tint till six bond number nine flow wall street bidness bitch

[Hook: x2]
Started from the bottom now we at the top graduated from high school and bought a choppa orville red and bocker bitch we got it poppin on the block with that white girl cindy lauper
Nothing in the whole wide can stop me
Ooohhhh Noooothing can stop me
Nothing in the whole wide world can stop me
Oooohh Loving yoooooouuu
Nothing in the whole wide world can stop me
Nothing, Nobody
Can stop me from Loving yooooooouuuu
 

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PAROLES CHANSON

[Intro:]
I told them, get on my level
You could get on this shovel
Coke prices high, than which was if a Tony Montana
I just got me a bezel
My slippers is clean
All I wear Tru Religion
I paid a grip for them jeans
I got a lust for the cream
I need a money machine
I need a money machine
I need a money machine
I see you doing your thing, but it ain't nothing to me
So when you looking at me, I give you something to see

[Verse 1:]
I say I'm incredible, most legible
Schedule ain't, but I can make your girl flexible, edible
Put her top and call it putting her on my pedestal
You would never know, unless you worked at the bank
Camel toe, look like steak
And your boy look like grate
2 gun bang
And I'm so fly I can sue an airplane
You can tell your girl here, because a cab came
And I keep it 100, I don't need no spare change
Some do it for the fame, some do it for the fortune
Fortunately I'm famous, 26's wheel of fortune
And I been riding foreign since the introduction

[Hook:]
I see you doing your thing, it ain't got nothing to me
So when you looking at me, I give you something to see
I see you doing your thing, it ain't got nothing to me
So when you looking at me, I give you something to see
I need a money machine
I see you doing your thing, it ain't got nothing to me
So when you looking at me, I give you something to see

[Verse 2:]
Yo it's my time to shine, so I'm checking my Rollie
A bet with the Lakers, I bought a necklace off Kobe
I be your girl, I was texting her only
I told her, "I'd like your legs better if they was open"
Ever since the beginning, niggas knew I was focused
Strip club tour started Magic, ended at Strokers
I'm a  example of a example
Hit her from the back, nigga, that's a example
I came up on Luke Campbell, I'm so sick I need Campbells
If you know I'm showing up, I hope you come with your camera
Got the city on swole with my Louis bandana
My car is shitting on niggas, I should ride with a Pamper

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]
I give you something to see when you are looking this way
If you approaching with the drama, then we approach with the K
And when you look in my eyes all you see is the pain
On medication, I can drink 200 a day
When you hot in the A, you get a spot in the A
It's so big that shit look like a spot in the A
These niggas jogging in place and they standing in line
Till somebody rhyme bout beating me, then they start dancing in line
And if swag was a crime, I'd be doing life plus 30
With my ice on early, in all gold knight sterling
Try to cook a brick off a George Foreman
Take a girl, it'll start spoiling
Living room floor look like a nigga going bowling

[Hook]

[Outro:]
I say it's my time to get it, my time to shine
I need a hustling trophy, it's my kind of grind
It's my time to get it, my time to shine
I need a hustling trophy, it's my kind of grind

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PAROLES CHANSON

[Intro: Mike Posner]
Girl I'm on that clean shit, you already know
You ain't never seen this, I'm ready to go
I got em saying, I, I, I, I, I, I
I know I've been away
But I, I, I, I, I, I
I'm in your city today and

[Hook: Mike Posner]
I know you love me
And I know you're down
Cause we always end up fucking Every time I'm in town
Every time I'm in town (Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh)
Every time I'm in town (Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh)

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
Baby I just landed, you gon pick me up
Heard you like to squirt, I might lick it up
Conspicuous, I speed it up
And I slow it down like I'm on Robitussin
I'm known for crushing, your know for blushing
Oh what was that
You blowing kisses, I throw em back, pull into that culdesac
Back then no chauffeur, back seat like a sofa
One leg on my shoulder, other leg and it's over

[Hook: Mike Posner]

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
Met her once and you missed me, girl you crazy
With no makeup on, your still a pretty lady
And you're beautiful, inside and outside
I don't know if I should buy my wife a house, or make you my house wife
You call me, I come through
You pass out, I come too
Dippin it like fondue, spinach dip, cheese stick
Appetizers, entrees, it's you in that lingerie
As far as race, youse first place, I'm only in town for one day

[Hook: Mike Posner]

[Outro: Mike Posner]
Girl I'm on that clean shit, you already know
You ain't never seen this, I'm ready to go
I got em saying, I, I, I, I, I, I
I know I've been away
But I, I, I, I, I, I
I'm in your city today
 

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PAROLES CHANSON

My ghetto dreams always turn to ghetto nightmares

At night I can't sleep, I toss and turn
Candlesticks in the dark
I was whippin' it hard
I was gettin' the broads that like "who the hell is that"
I Was Dealing Sap
You Looking at a Nigga That Drove To Hell And Back
Charismatic I Was Raised By An Addict With Money In The Attic
Got Goons While You At It At This Present Time I'm Out Of My Mind And That's A Habit
Still Got Them Waiting In Line They Gotta Have

Last Night Was The First Night I Got Sleep
Tossing And Turning For Two Or Three Weeks
My Nightmares Are Triggered By Bad Memories
Lord, Send Me An Angel Right Now While I'm Having Ghetto Dreams

Cold sweats listenin' to the old sweat
One, two that's a ho check
Now for real, nigga this a whole check
Just bossin' around, polo sweats
Used to dream about a bigger couch
Woke up in a bigger house, c'mon
Commas in my bank account
So much money I had to let the banker count

[Hook]
It's like the world stand still
Yesterday your little man got killed
And all he ever wanted was a bank roll
But he died too young kuz the game cold
Most niggas ain't know or they just think slow
Once you get in you gotta leave but you can't though
Does freedom make a motherfucker evil
To the point down your ass when he see you
Let's take that needle, fill it with poison
Inject the ghetto with the drug, paranoia
Got you lookin' at your homeboy sideways
Ain't no honor among thieves?
They tell me crime pays, but I don't think so
Because every criminal I know is in the clink, yo
A nigga in the game right now
Must be working for them people cause that shit played out

I lay awake in my four corner room with the candles

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PAROLES CHANSON

[Hook:]
What we doin'?
What we doin'?
What we doin'?
What we doin'?
Gettin' to it
Gettin' to it
Gettin' to it
Gettin' to it
What we doin'? What ya doin?
What we doin'? What ya doin?
What we doin'? What ya doin?
What we doin'?
Gettin' to it
Gettin' to it
Gettin' to it
Gettin' to it

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
I am gettin' to the money
Crocodile dundee
VIP at the bank, I can go on Sunday
At the strip club, two girls in front of me
Bend over hut one, hut two, hut three
Polo on my drawers, Polo on my shirt
I put Polo on your bra bitch, that Polo, Polo, Polo
Every time you see me takin' photo after photo
At the red light nigga photo after photo
Stretch to impress, snow on my chest
I don't like her if she got a 'fro between her legs
I'm a real nigga, and bitches like real
So you is what I ain't and it is what it is

[Hook]

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
Woah kemosabe, smokin' is my hobby
Woah kemosabe, big ballin' is my hobby
Woah kemosabe, I'm matter in the lobby
Then I took her to my room and I got that sloppy toppy
No matter what I'm doing, no matter where I'm going
I am so far ahead I'll see you niggas in the morning
Two chains on my first chain started cloning
If I die tonight I got a bank roll on me
Versace, cheese on my broccoli
Gold rollie on all you watchin' all my watches
Stretchin' out like pilates
Wash it in my condo, suicide doors
Rest in peace to my car door

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Cap.1]
Look, I am gettin' to that paper ma I'll see you later
Let the top back all you see is gator
Bad bitch with me got my name on her
She got the five purse pussy got the change on her
All I do is' rap and rap and fuck some groupies
Fuck her with the camera rollin' make a' movie
Everywhere I go I'm strapped got that fuckin' tooly
Shout out to all my niggas in the hood, every city that I roll I'm gucci
Whole team with me, [?] spinnin', two liter sprite, OZs in it
Double cuppin' then double up got another chick she want to come for lunch
Got a best friend I made her roll up the blunts, don't do that check and let the ho get choosin'
South side nigga, ho we coolin'

[Hook]
 

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Information album Based On A T.R.U. Story (Chopped Not Slopped)
Album Based On A T.R.U. Story (Chopped Not Slopped) présenté par 2 Chainz genre: Rap / Hip Hop
Album Based On A T.R.U. Story (Chopped Not Slopped) nombre de chansons: 11, Nombre d'écoute: 17648