Paroles de Young mula

Front line when i claim my turf
Things still toys
Till you f-ck with the boy
Then i bet a nigga dying when i bang my nerf
Ya'll dont know me little sweet little pedder

With the feet of the league
And the teeth of a beav
And the ec of a ceave
Where defeat is recieve

I grew up in a city
That never sleeps
You no me,then i leve then i
Does flow like a rollo