Fubu 05 sauce (30 on me) accords par
Wifigawd
Wifigawd

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Tonalité : A minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Ben had the sauce, fuck nigga,
who are you? I was wearin' food, but your ass was wearin' true
I was smokin' dope,
but this shit wasn't even cool
Transcending nigga,
I said motherfuck school
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But don't try to play me, I ain't never been a fool I was hittin' licks,
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girl, I been a tool
They ain't had the sauce,
but nigga, who are you?
I was wearin' food,
but your ass was wearin' true
I was smokin' dope before
this shit was even cool
Try say a nigga, said, fuck school
But don't try and play me,
I ain't never been a fool
I was hittin' licks, though,
you groundin' the tomb
I was hittin' licks, though,
you groundin' the tomb
Hopped off the porch,
tryna hop the course
Flexin' every day, bitch,
that's my new sport
Nigga talkin' shit, but that nigga is a dork
Boy, you bought a beef,
turn you to some pulled pork
Lil' shawty lit,
she say that she with the six
And she love my shit, say, boy,
keep makin' them hits
But I can't love no bitch, I just gave that ho some dick I can't whine no bitch,
I need diamonds on my wrist
I just caught a plate, like my name
Tom
Brady
All I do is shine while these pussy
niggas hatin' me
All my niggas in, all my niggas praise
John
All these culture vultures, I cannot fuck
With
John
He claim that he rhymes,
y'all a nigga just
Stomp
Shawty on my jog,
tell that lil bitch chomp
They ain't hear the sauce,
fuck nigga, who are you?
I was wearin' full when your
ass was wearin' true
I was smokin' dope, fuck,
shit was even cool
But don't try to play me,
I ain't never been a fool
I was hittin' licks, 30 round, did a two
Then had the sauce, fuck nigga, who are you?
I was wearin' full,
when your ass was wearin' true
I was smokin' dope,
first shit was in the dew
But don't try to play me,
I ain't never been a fool
I was sittin' licks the ground in my tomb I
was sittin' licks the ground in my tomb
The ground in my tomb
Outro 1
The ground in my tomb
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