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Lacrim

Corleone (Remix)

 

Corleone (Remix)

(album: R.I.P.R.O, Vol. 1 - 2015)


[Refrain Lacrim:]
Je n'me suis toujours pas reposé
Je n'me suis toujours pas reposé nan

[Lacrim:]
J'ai fait du bien ils m'ont mordu la main ces fils de pute
Ma confiance s'est fait baisée, j'avais le cœur plus gros qu'le ventre
Oui je vais chahed si j'ai le canon sur la tempe
Pour avoir la bijouterie j'dormais devant, j'en avais des crampes
Roro (roro), lovés (lovés), diamants (diamants)
J'voulais tout baiser gros j'ai fait comme toi j'ai regardé Scarface
Des peines (des peines), des larmes (des larmes), des morts (des morts)
On s'est fait la bise, on s'est juré unité pour la vie
Mais les vrais amis, entre eux ne comptent pas
On s'était promis, y'a des contrats
Te faire dans ton lit, devant les rents-pa, nan, nan
Le biff' nous rend fous, la street bousille les mômes
Mais y'a cette putain de Kalash' veut toujours avoir le dernier mot
Partout c'est la même, mon Chevilly-Larue
La banlieue toute entière frérot

[Refrain]

[Young Breed:]
Uptown, Double M
Black money on it
Black Bottle Boy
Maybach Music
I been in them streets, I been in them Benzes (skurt)
I been on the boat with the plot, nigga I'm still in position
Body be dropping, we get straight to the business
I been in this shit for a minute, nigga I'm still independent
No soul selling, no a bunch of old fellas
When you do your thang without telling that's a gold medal (salute)
Still got Glock fourty still got that mac eleven
Still a bad bitch it been that way since ninety-seven
Got the pills, got the white, got the molly nigga
When I drop it off, we gon' need a dolly nigga
I'm heavy in it, I need every penny
To jail back, I ain't never sleeping
I rock all my jewels, I'm a fucking boss
Everywhere I go, I told my fucking...
This a fucking problem, I can see them dollars (see it)
Every time I pop a pill, I can feel the power

[Refrain]

[Billy Blue:]
(Lacrim, A.W.A the mafia my nigga
MCMG we out here)
Prisoners in war we kill 'em all
When it came to that biz shit these niggas know who to call
Don't fuck around with my dope
I ain't there when you wanna stole
I have no heart I don't forgive
We take you with me how you kiss
'Cause when we come it ain't no game
Just know I live for this shit
Lord knows I got enemies
I feel sorry for them niggas
You say what gon' do to me
And I how I love my niggas
'Cause everybody's gangsta
'Till it's time to do some gangsta shit
Throw it up, who you banging with
Ain't nobody saying shit
And I like it like this
Fuck you and your feelings, you a bitch
Niggas ball like this, reckless
'Cause I'm on like this
Suicide killers anytime I call, I ball like that
It's a jungle out here, real talk
These niggas get serve like that (like that, like that)
With the world like that, what you heard like that
Don't talk like that (like that, like that)
That's how these pussy niggas I treat get murdered like that
Playing with some real killers
And Lord knows I ride for my niggas

[Refrain]

[YT Triz:]
(It's YT MP BMG shit, nigga
Crime what to do for, YT)
Doing numbers like a calculator
Rain it up, just ain't paper
Two straps like Tomb Raider
I read the niggas like the newspapers
Still hungry for that blue money
Nigga keep fool like the fridgerator
False niggas tryna take me out
But I came back like I'm Terminator
Young nigga with that angel soul
Take a nine no to keep a nine
Whole lot for a little money
Selling shit like BestBuy
Never waited on an escort
'Fore I start nigga I'm a stress man
On a road, word, wait up
Stand praying up like it's game time (swear to God)
Roommate with that candle
Pull up on you, what's hatnin'?
All money like...
Throwing play, play...
Fuck niggas can't stand me
I don't really understand 'em
I ain't really got no memories
Shoot a nigga no camera

[Rimkus:]
On a la dalle mon gros faut tout plier comme les Corleone
Discret, eux à chaque passe ils crient "olé"
Eh, on s'en bat les couilles qui t'es, qui tu connais, sans déconner
J'ai pas d'Brinks ni d'tonne à mon actif mais j'ai donné
La crave-bi, les braquos, les embrouilles
Les petites tarlouses ouais les sans-couilles, j'connais
Même si j'ai pas usé les cent douilles, tu t'en doutes
Que si tu joues trop poto on va t'couler, soulé
Par tous ces bâtards qui bavent sur nous, les
Balles pleuvent, wesh les gars, pas d'bluff
Ils joueront les fous jusqu'au jour où...
Y'a pas d'seufs qui vont nous faire perdre c'qu'on a pillé
Outillés, ils sont venus briser du verre Place Vendôme habillé
Hein, c'est l'appât du gain qui nous a bousillés
Pour rien ça sort le canon scié
Toujours le même de août à juillet
Tu voulais la rue poto t'y es

done

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