Paroles de la chanson By Any Means par G Herbo

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Paroles de la chanson By Any Means par G Herbo

DJ Victoriouz with me in the building

[G Herbo]
Uh, I used to be trippin' like a motherfucker (Uh)
That's 'cause I ain't listen to a motherfucker
Used to take a crunch and pour a six up in that motherfucker
Ran it up and now I'm richer than a motherfucker
And I'm glistenin' like a motherfucker
I say fuck 'em all, 'cause they don't got no love for us
We way up top, I don't see nobody but God above us (Uh)
Get so high, I feel like I'm in the stars
As a matter fact put the Wraith out the garage
I just might fuck around and buy eight cars
Know it's gon' only be one I'ma drive
I'm the one who made me everything I'ma be
Chose my world like the Wizard of Oz
Pop out I look like a blizzard, my God
Look at my neck and my wrist, oh my God
This all the shit I worked hard and I prayed for
Know I deserve it, that's word to y'all
Love all my fans and that's word to y'all
Twenty a verse, yeah you heard the ball
Been stackin' and grindin', and stackin' and grindin', and stackin' and grindin'
'Till some tell me Herb just ball
Ten thousand ones in the vip watch it fall
Ain't gon' see only me shine watch us all
No, I ain't here all the time but they still show me love
So this bitch on my hip, watch your dawg
Ain't with that drug shit we ain't came to brawl
Ayy you know lil' bro lettin' it all
Really it took me to stop em' to keep em' from droppin'
You shoulda just let em' get off
Bitch I go hard in the paint but I stilla' pop out start shootin'
I'm Stef or Gasol
They tryna copy my swag but they can't keep up
They just gettin' what's left of the sauce
They like damn "Swervo, what the fuck? Why you keep switchin' up?"
Ayy, I'm the king, ride this bitch, listen up (Listen up)
And it ain't cost nothin to get you hit up (Hit up)
Get a nigga crib lit up (Lit up)
Walk up in his rib and up (Uh-uh)
Two the head, he shakin', he checkin', he wan't you to live get up
That's the shit I live, it's nuts (It's nuts)
I'm alive 'cause I don't give a fuck (A fuck)
You tryna slide it's nothin'
I see a homicide it's nothin', they said he outside he stuntin'
This four-thirty semi on line but bitch, we been ridin' since one
And we gon' ride as one, we all goin' down as one
Got three thirty clips, that's a hunnid
Cops hate me I ain't say nothin'
Told 'em to suck it, fuck 'em
Still in this shit, I ain't duckin'
Worth too many millions
Fonem say get from around here you trippin', you buggin'
I'm just so used to thuggin'
Grip in this bitch, I'ma buck 'em
All with the ball, I'ma truck 'em
I gotta ball like the Rugger
Game on the line I'ma snuck 'em', fuck 'em (Straight up)
Guess I'm a by any means type of muthafucka, uh (On God)

[21 Savage]
We not in a frat but we step (21)
I got more stripes than a ref (On God)
The police behind me, I left (Straight up)
I'm runnin' 'til I'm out of breath (On God)
I told 'em I needed some help (21)
They looked at me like they was deaf (On God)
We try to be like BMF (Straight up)
But niggas was all for they self (On God)
You get distorded for playin' tough
Nigga, no cap, I was on the move, shots went off and my Glock had jammed up
We ain't even makin' no RIP post 'til we come here to cop y'all mans up
I don't even bring my niggas 'round rappers, I know they gon' fuck my face up
Know all my niggas gon' take some
Say that you a dog, nigga, shake somethin' (21)
Broad daylight, nigga, face some (Straight up)
Fuck school, we was in the hood tryna make somethin', you was with a bitch tryna cake some (On God)
Fix my plate but I ate somethin', you was lookin' for a reason so that you can hate somethin' (21)
You can't keep all of that shit bottled in, I wish yo little pussy ass said somethin' (Pussy)
He dead, we slid (Skrr)
We don't give a fuck 'bout your kid (On God)
My brother like Glocks and FN's but Savage gon' keep him a SIG (No cap)
The coroner thought he had a lace front on the way the Draco split his wig (Straight up)
You're a baby when it come to this gangsta shit, somebody get this nigga a bib, pussy

[ 21 Savage]
Pussy, pussy
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