La Haine
Title | La Haine |
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Artist | baskiat |
Album | 50/50 |
Release Date | 2021-08-02 |
Description | ? |
Lyrics | [Letra de "La Haine"] [Intro: Hubert Koundé] C’est l’histoire d’une société qui tombe et qui au fur et à mesure de sa chute se répète sans cesse pour se rassurer: jusqu’ici tout va bien, jusqu’ici tout va bien, jusqu’ici tout va bien. L'important ce n’est pas la chute, c’est l’atterrissage [Refrão] Big poppa, show stopper I’ve been playin' like a globetrotter Apply pressure, get my pops prouder Don' pop powder See the money pile up Big poppa, show stopper I’ve been playin' like a globetrotter Apply pressure, get my pops prouder Don' pop powder See the money pile up [Interlúdio: Tadek Lokcinski] Vous croyez en Dieu? Il faut pas se demander si on croit en Dieu Mais si Dieu croit en nous [Verso 1] Can never let it drop Shooters always ready All they gotta do is let it fly (Fly) Gettin' my cheddar till the day I die Always gon' be better then who the fuck you be tryna' ride And that’s a motherfucking fact Bass line super heavy bout to break your fucking neck, bruh Pay to repay, that's why it's called a fucking trap O to 50 on a sec Bet you running with your strap, bruh My backpack got the MAC Get you clapped if you tryna' put your hand up on my check, bruh Got no diamonds on my neck But them tattoos on my body Be way too much for your check, bruh Yuh, I'm runnin tipo o Rocko Capo on my back Ain't rocking with that 9 to 5-0 My check more than what you can swallow, huh I'm writing shit I know, many can't even follow, huh Movin' bricks, that's the only biz' that I know You're fuckin' with some kids, bitch Leave you hollow, hollow Leave you hollow You might also like[Refrão] Big poppa, show stopper I’ve been playin' like a globetrotter Apply pressure, get my pops prouder Don' pop powder See the money pile up Big poppa, show stopper I’ve been playin' like a globetrotter Apply pressure, get my pops prouder Don' pop powder See the money pile up [Verso 2] Just know I’m barely gettin' roses Smokin' all the time so I can get behind my thoughts I’m chillin' with niggas on posters My homies gangsters, always focused I dare you to come and talk that shit just a bit closer Shit, let 'em talk, pussies do that Then tap you on your back while telling what your good at I’m packing on my strap, ain’t no cap Let know that Couple years in and I’m out, I'm runnin like I’m Kodak (Nigga, shit) Yeah, and I let you know that Gun out your hands, throwback Shit, yeah And I let you know that [Outro] Just know I’m barely gettin' roses Shit, chillin' with niggas on posters I’m gettin' roses roses Barely gettin' Just know I’m barely gettin' roses Uhum, I’m chillin' with niggas on posters Barely gettin' roses Barely gettin', barely gettin', uh |