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Paroles de la chanson This Way Forever par Quando Rondo
Boy, one thing that I learned in this life is you don't get no cookie for doin' no real nigga shit because shit, that shit mandatory (Ayy, Nick, turn me up)
So don't be lookin' for no hugs and kisses after you do some real shit (Daydream made it, so it's major, huh?)
Now if you do some fake shit, shh
It's gon' be all love with everybody, I'm tellin' you
But you know me, I got the heart of a project brick, I'm too solid to fold
I done seen the pain in my mama eyes
Not fuckin' with the family, but I love my grandma with my heart
So don't be lookin' for no hugs and kisses after you do some real shit (Daydream made it, so it's major, huh?)
Now if you do some fake shit, shh
It's gon' be all love with everybody, I'm tellin' you
But you know me, I got the heart of a project brick, I'm too solid to fold
I done seen the pain in my mama eyes
Not fuckin' with the family, but I love my grandma with my heart
Really she the last of the realest people that's alive
Talkin' to my daughter through a glass, I gotta change my life
And what? Oh, dear Father, I'm on my last stride
On my last stride like a felon that's on his third thime
Lil' buddy lost his life, not nobody, slide on third night
My jersey came in white, but it's been dirty by the third time
That's 'cause I got it out the mud, I'm screamin', "Fuck what you heard 'bout me"
That .38 is bloody, you know my youngins gon' swerve 'bout me
Them double cups, they came in muddy, I don't want no more syrup 'round me
I swear that I been through so much of shit, can't bring no more hurt out me
Talkin' to my daughter through a glass, I gotta change my life
And what? Oh, dear Father, I'm on my last stride
On my last stride like a felon that's on his third thime
Lil' buddy lost his life, not nobody, slide on third night
My jersey came in white, but it's been dirty by the third time
That's 'cause I got it out the mud, I'm screamin', "Fuck what you heard 'bout me"
That .38 is bloody, you know my youngins gon' swerve 'bout me
Them double cups, they came in muddy, I don't want no more syrup 'round me
I swear that I been through so much of shit, can't bring no more hurt out me
I done really went and seen a dead partner
I sold some bricks and caught some fed charges (Ah, ah)
Austronaut moments, I really lay down in a ???
No, I can't never trust a bitch 'cause I done hit too many of 'em
I swear my heart still in the bricks, in that kitchen over that oven
I ain't lookin' for no chick to hold me down
Even not the one around 'cause she gon' always think about the shit I did that made her frown
Lil' Dida stroke, lost they daddy to them sticks early 2000s
Hope the people don't know that my lil' niggas really knocked off the whole town
Ah, I don't need nobody locked behind them doors, yeah
And I ain't really lookin' for no fuckin' ???
I just want your body, baby, take them clothes off
In the Maybach while I'm ridin', girl, you know we dose off
I done seen the pain in my mama eyes
Not fuckin' with the family, but I love my grandma with my heart
Really she the last of the realest people that's alive
Talkin' to my daughter through a glass, I gotta change my life
And what? Oh, dear Father, I'm on my last stride
On my last stride like a felon that's on his third thime
Lil' buddy lost his life, not nobody, slide on third night
I just want your body, baby, take them clothes off
In the Maybach while I'm ridin', girl, you know we dose off
I done seen the pain in my mama eyes
Not fuckin' with the family, but I love my grandma with my heart
Really she the last of the realest people that's alive
Talkin' to my daughter through a glass, I gotta change my life
And what? Oh, dear Father, I'm on my last stride
On my last stride like a felon that's on his third thime
Lil' buddy lost his life, not nobody, slide on third night
My jersey came in white, but it's been dirty by the third time
That's 'cause I got it out the mud, I'm screamin', "Fuck what you heard 'bout me"
That .38 is bloody, you know my youngins gon' swerve 'bout me
Them double cups, they came in muddy, I don't want no more syrup 'round me
I swear that I been through so much of shit, can't bring no more hurt out me
That's 'cause I got it out the mud, I'm screamin', "Fuck what you heard 'bout me"
That .38 is bloody, you know my youngins gon' swerve 'bout me
Them double cups, they came in muddy, I don't want no more syrup 'round me
I swear that I been through so much of shit, can't bring no more hurt out me
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