Paroles de la chanson No Remorse par Cee Kay
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Huh
What he tell you?
Fuck it up
We gon' get him gone
Scope that bitch from up close and take off his fucking dome
We rollin’ right in the trenches, we lurkin, they ain't at home
I'm killin’ shit by my niggas, don't care if they right or wrong
I didn't get out his body, gon' turn that bitch to a ghost
Blackout attached to my body, I upped it and do the most
No, we is not sparin' shit, we seen everybody go
What he tell you?
Fuck it up
We gon' get him gone
Scope that bitch from up close and take off his fucking dome
We rollin’ right in the trenches, we lurkin, they ain't at home
I'm killin’ shit by my niggas, don't care if they right or wrong
I didn't get out his body, gon' turn that bitch to a ghost
Blackout attached to my body, I upped it and do the most
No, we is not sparin' shit, we seen everybody go
Won't shoot the bitch from a distance, I'm killin' you bitches close
Run from who? Got me fucked up, I’m pullin’ up, I'm hangin’ out the window
Fuck you if my nigga jacked him, stole a ring, confidential
Don't get this shit twisted, I'll pull up, split your fuckin' head
I been gettin’ the bread lately, niggas say I'm goin' fed
Don't question me about a murder, all I know that boy dead
We stand on your block, a hundred shots, knock out your fuckin' dreads
What's up with the dissin? Pull up on me, little bitch, show me somethin'
I was on my dick and I couldn't pay a bitch to throw me nothin'
Run from who? Got me fucked up, I’m pullin’ up, I'm hangin’ out the window
Fuck you if my nigga jacked him, stole a ring, confidential
Don't get this shit twisted, I'll pull up, split your fuckin' head
I been gettin’ the bread lately, niggas say I'm goin' fed
Don't question me about a murder, all I know that boy dead
We stand on your block, a hundred shots, knock out your fuckin' dreads
What's up with the dissin? Pull up on me, little bitch, show me somethin'
I was on my dick and I couldn't pay a bitch to throw me nothin'
Stop with all that lyin', state facts
You playin' with a nigga, make me blow your fuckin' act
Clutchin' on a blackout and a bag
I just hit up B-Mack, he said he know where they at
(Go, go) We gon' get him gone
Scope that bitch from up close and take off his fucking dome
We rollin' right in the trenches, we lurkin, they ain't at home
I'm killin' shit by my niggas, don't care if they right or wrong
I didn't get out his body, gon' turn that bitch to a ghost
Blackout attached to my body, I upped it and do the most
You playin' with a nigga, make me blow your fuckin' act
Clutchin' on a blackout and a bag
I just hit up B-Mack, he said he know where they at
(Go, go) We gon' get him gone
Scope that bitch from up close and take off his fucking dome
We rollin' right in the trenches, we lurkin, they ain't at home
I'm killin' shit by my niggas, don't care if they right or wrong
I didn't get out his body, gon' turn that bitch to a ghost
Blackout attached to my body, I upped it and do the most
No, we is not sparin' shit, we seen everybody go
Won't shoot the bitch from a distance, I'm killin' you bitches close
Watch that car, that bitch keep passin' by and I don't know who in there
If it come back through here one more time just shoot whoever in there
In the trenches, shit be real, so bitch, stay up in your lane
Don't give a fuck about no witness, we gon' up and blow his brain
Bitch, if I go broke them niggas know I'm quick to hit his thang
Had to let him go 'cause that bitch dough was bringin' too much pain
They want clout so they diss on the internet just for the fame
Won't shoot the bitch from a distance, I'm killin' you bitches close
Watch that car, that bitch keep passin' by and I don't know who in there
If it come back through here one more time just shoot whoever in there
In the trenches, shit be real, so bitch, stay up in your lane
Don't give a fuck about no witness, we gon' up and blow his brain
Bitch, if I go broke them niggas know I'm quick to hit his thang
Had to let him go 'cause that bitch dough was bringin' too much pain
They want clout so they diss on the internet just for the fame
Who to blame? We can't catch 'em, this shit drivin' me insane
When we do this out the window I bet all you see is flames
Niggas hoes and they know that, up it and push his 'fro back
We be posted where the sto' at, spot 'em and we get on that
No remorse for you lil' niggas, it's old and I'm gon' blow that
(Blow, blow) We gon' get him gone
Scope that bitch from up close and take off his fucking dome
We rollin' right in the trenches, we lurkin, they ain't at home
I'm killin' shit by my niggas, don't care if they right or wrong
When we do this out the window I bet all you see is flames
Niggas hoes and they know that, up it and push his 'fro back
We be posted where the sto' at, spot 'em and we get on that
No remorse for you lil' niggas, it's old and I'm gon' blow that
(Blow, blow) We gon' get him gone
Scope that bitch from up close and take off his fucking dome
We rollin' right in the trenches, we lurkin, they ain't at home
I'm killin' shit by my niggas, don't care if they right or wrong
I didn't get out his body, gon' turn that bitch to a ghost
Blackout attached to my body, I upped it and do the most
No, we is not sparin' shit, we seen everybody go
Won't shoot the bitch from a distance, I'm killin' you bitches close
Blackout attached to my body, I upped it and do the most
No, we is not sparin' shit, we seen everybody go
Won't shoot the bitch from a distance, I'm killin' you bitches close
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