Correction Paroles Rap Game Lebron par Stunna 4 Vegas

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F**k a n***a, 4X
It's 4X, free Glo (Ayy, Milan, that's a hit)
F**k a n***a, rich youngin'
F**k, rich, uh

I used to sleep on the floor (No cap)
Now it's Balencis and Christian Diors
I walk in with cash and make 'em shut down the store (Racks)
Have cancer with us and they won't find a cure (Nope)
Ho, we having rods galore, uh, I went from the block to tour (Yeah)
The opps know not to play with me and say, "It's up"
No talking, we up the score, uh (F**k)
I get a ho moist (B*t*h), they listen up when they hear my voice, uh
I jumped in my bag, I ain't have no choice
AMG Benz, a jag, I can buy a Royce (Uh, uh, uh)
That lil' n***a dope, I ain't on that boy
He play tough, I put a bag on that boy (Come here)
Lil' bro pull up like he Brandon Roy
These n***as Tekashi and Soulja Boy (Get him out of here)
We buy that, buy that like Master P (Uh)
Hope you got a rider that could step to me (Uh)
That lil' n***a pu**y, Stephanie (Pu**y)
Hope you got a bag, you wanna wreck with me? (Uh)
My manager bringing that check to me (Cash)
I see new rap money every week (Yeah)
Ho, I 'on't wanna cuff, you stressin' me (Ho)
Don dada, he dissed me, bring his head to me
Your b*t*h a nat, she give neck to me (Nat, nat)
I cook a n***a with no recipe (Ha)
Police took so many guns from me (Uh), and I still got a whole lot of guns with me (Brat)
It's redrum if he f**k with me (Murder)
It's time to cash, I got them lumps on me
Big 4, my lil' n***as gon' up for me (4X)
N***a know we with all that f**kery (Uh)
We play t** for tat, we don't beef, we get rid of that
He only blow smoke on the Internet (Huh?)
Then call the cops, these n***as scaredy-cats (Pu**y)
All that IG wolfin', quit that (Uh)
N***a slang that fire if you with that (N***a slang that iron)
I ain't finna do no chit-chat (No)
With a ho, she drop head, I sit back (Thot)
It's Big 4X, the rawest young n***a alive (4X), can you dig it? (Uh)
I knew I was worth a ticket
Make him move out the spot like he got evicted (Lil' n***a)
I make her show me that kitty, I'm smooth on a ho like Pretty Ricky (Ooh)
I'm doping her, Bobby and Whitney
I'm having money, respect, I got power like 50
Which rod I wanna tote? (Huh?)
I 'on't know, I'm picky (Uh)
Glock XD, no Disney (Glock)
Air up these hoes' t**ties (Brrt, brrt)
They make me feel important (Yeah)
We don't rap beef, he get extorted (Nope)
We spin a Wheel of Fortune
Catch an opp, he gettin' tortured (Pu**y)
Uh, it's 4X (Uh)
Yeah, I signed (Yeah)
I still, uh, slide (Uh-huh)
Come hit your block with fire (Fah, fah)
No nine-to-five, n***a, I'm the rap game Lebron (Yeah)
And I'm never hard to find
N***a say he lookin' for me, he lyin'

Ha, b*t*h

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