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Paroles de la chanson Sinning par Taleban Dooda
My mama always wanted me to chill but I just kept on sinning
Stuck in my head how my brother died, I won't never forget it
You post a picture 'bout my brother, you gon' die 'bout that image
I'm letting thirty out this Glock, when I shoot, I'm the illest
But even when I try to do good, they treat me like a villain
He test my gangster, I'm in his bushes tryna knock off his ceiling
Ain't no more sympathy, when I lost my dawg, I lost my feelings
I know that sins can be forgiven, but I'ma keep on sinning
Stuck in my head how my brother died, I won't never forget it
You post a picture 'bout my brother, you gon' die 'bout that image
I'm letting thirty out this Glock, when I shoot, I'm the illest
But even when I try to do good, they treat me like a villain
He test my gangster, I'm in his bushes tryna knock off his ceiling
Ain't no more sympathy, when I lost my dawg, I lost my feelings
I know that sins can be forgiven, but I'ma keep on sinning
Like let a goofy try to spin, we tell him bye-bye
I know my lil' nigga done seen it, he giving high fives
Ain't no more looking back again, now he love slanging iron
See opposition, he be tweaking, he don't like wasting time
Smallest nigga but that Glock 19 came with extention
Yeah, he a savage, he be quick to fix a nigga fitted
Yeah, he be blasting, aim impeccable, you better come with it
Mind filled with madness, when he step in the room, you feel the tension
I'm still on frontline with my troopers, we lost a member
Our Christmas wasn't very merry, we had a cold December
Now I gotta go to the cemetary just to see my nigga
I watched my nigga take his last breath, I'ma always remember
My mama always wanted me to chill but I just kept on sinning
Stuck in my head how my brother died, I won't never forget it
You post a picture 'bout my brother, you gon' die 'bout that image
I'm letting thirty out this Glock, when I shoot, I'm the illest
But even when I try to do good, they treat me like a villain
He test my gangster, I'm in his bushes tryna knock off his ceiling
Now I gotta go to the cemetary just to see my nigga
I watched my nigga take his last breath, I'ma always remember
My mama always wanted me to chill but I just kept on sinning
Stuck in my head how my brother died, I won't never forget it
You post a picture 'bout my brother, you gon' die 'bout that image
I'm letting thirty out this Glock, when I shoot, I'm the illest
But even when I try to do good, they treat me like a villain
He test my gangster, I'm in his bushes tryna knock off his ceiling
Ain't no more sympathy, when I lost my dawg, I lost my feelings
I know that sins can be forgiven, but I'ma keep on sinning
I ain't gon' say that I be preaching, but amen
Jump in the streets and get too deep, it's just like quicksand
I be posted with my brothers, I don't make friends
Keep your heat when it get hot, just blow it like a fan
I keep that heat on me
I swear to God, bitch, you gon' die if you try reaching, G
Drop my mask and chase him down in my Dope Boy Ree's
My opps is bitches, I'm slanging iron, them niggas know 'bout
I know that sins can be forgiven, but I'ma keep on sinning
I ain't gon' say that I be preaching, but amen
Jump in the streets and get too deep, it's just like quicksand
I be posted with my brothers, I don't make friends
Keep your heat when it get hot, just blow it like a fan
I keep that heat on me
I swear to God, bitch, you gon' die if you try reaching, G
Drop my mask and chase him down in my Dope Boy Ree's
My opps is bitches, I'm slanging iron, them niggas know 'bout
And y'all had sent a hundred rounds, y'all could've been killed me
But I don't go out easy
It's consequences for your actions, and for that it's treason
Should've handed up 'cause when we come through, ain't nobody leaving
Let's bang it out, last man standing, I swear I been fiending
My mama always wanted me to chill but I just kept on sinning
Stuck in my head how my brother died, I won't never forget it
You post a picture 'bout my brother, you gon' die 'bout that image
I'm letting thirty out this Glock, when I shoot, I'm the illest
But I don't go out easy
It's consequences for your actions, and for that it's treason
Should've handed up 'cause when we come through, ain't nobody leaving
Let's bang it out, last man standing, I swear I been fiending
My mama always wanted me to chill but I just kept on sinning
Stuck in my head how my brother died, I won't never forget it
You post a picture 'bout my brother, you gon' die 'bout that image
I'm letting thirty out this Glock, when I shoot, I'm the illest
But even when I try to do good, they treat me like a villain
He test my gangster, I'm in his bushes tryna knock off his ceiling
Ain't no more sympathy, when I lost my dawg, I lost my feelings
I know that sins can be forgiven, but I'ma keep on sinning
He test my gangster, I'm in his bushes tryna knock off his ceiling
Ain't no more sympathy, when I lost my dawg, I lost my feelings
I know that sins can be forgiven, but I'ma keep on sinning
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