Paroles de la chanson Vendetta par Cousin Stizz

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Paroles de la chanson Vendetta par Cousin Stizz

Yeah, mm, mm, mm-hm-hm-hm-hm
Yeah, hm-hm-hm
Henny on my breath, hm, yeah

I got my bag together, still my vendetta
We ain't never felt 'em, my whole gang fed up
Y'all niggas ain't here forever (Here forever)
We don't live forever (Live forever)
Finna aim at the chin to check em'
My bitch look better (My bitch look better)
Got a crib with a fancy setup (Setup)
Help my dawg in the pen get cheddar
Kickin' game, business letter (Business letter)
They gon' fall apart, we gon' dig to Dedham (Dig to Dedham)
Purple rain and you feel the weather (Yeah), yeah
We jumped out the Aventador, they issue the cheddar
Foreign fling, it ain't cut unless Suarez swings
Palm trees, doin' ya thing (Doin' ya thing)
Gettin' money, obviously (Obviously)
I seen 'em pump shade (Shade)
For the shit they hold in the bank (Shit)
Feds out here throwin' the sink
Watch him, he look like a snake (Hehe)
And they be lurkin'
Out here these niggas play dirty
Bought chain and made it all flurry
Put pain in, enter my fury
That shit be making me nervous
Can't feel me, you ain't from the curb (Yeah)
Ain't here when we was hurtin'
Out here we puttin' that work in (Puttin' that work in)
That's for certain
Poppin' this bitch, no Nerfin' (Yeah)
She on my dick, she slidin', but out there perfect
That's just the surface (Yeah)
Now I'm on her like a Jergens
Pourin' it up, I'ma sip in the car, she drink me like I was a Slurpee (Yeah)
I don't got no one to run it up like I'm in jerseys (Like I'm in jerseys), yeah
No, they are not on my team
Ain't nobody out here wanna hear (Not wanna hear)
Take off and switch into gear
Heard you got ya diamonds outta Sears (Diamonds outta Sears)
These hoes ain't got no idea ('Dea)
I keep it I keep this shit playa (Keep this shit playa)
I don't trip 'cause I know what it is (Trip)
Just one hit then go outta here (Up outta here)
Yeah, bro got baked off the jig, no J (No J)
In my life for a bigger play
And we ridin' sophistically (Uh)
Beg your pardon, a pimp don't pay
I'ma need all that bread today (Yeah)
Came from right where the trenches stay (Stay)
Let a MAC and I demonstrate
Takin' notes with no pen and pape'
I don't like this, I made my own number
Niggas shootin' like gym, this the jungle
That girl give me unlimited sugar (Ayy)
Give her pipe, but I'm not pump her (Ayy)
My Givenchy cost forty-four hundred (Yeah)
Just remember these niggas ain't love us (Yeah)
Just remember these niggas ain't love us (Just remember these niggas don't love us), yeah

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