Paroles de Quebec

Diamonds hit different colours How I glisten, guess she love it In the hills with my brothers Same blood, different mothers Say you love her then you cuff her I cannot do either of 'em Buck knife, gut 'em, dump 'em B, go ahead, roll a blunt up Hoodie on in the summer Got that nina with us Snowflakes on the dash Dope running up through my system I cannot forget the past But I never miss it I was down, down bad Had to complete the mission Damn, what a shame Boy, your life is too depressing Doing nada, rocking Prada Tryna get attention That'll never work Focus on your shit Get it out the dirt Prove to me you ain't no bitch