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Paroles de la chanson Fucked Up System par Young Sal lyrics officiel

Fucked Up System est une chanson en Anglais

Back on the streets but caught up in some situations out on parole a J O B is what im facing I never had one all i know is how to hustle its been kinda hard I tighten up on this hustle they wanna see a nigga drops from dirty pee so I stay away from those so they won't get that from me they be claiming that they want to see a nigga once a month cause they be average They're the niggas so they can run some fucking tests have me ass a hella questions so it can lead to build a stress I ask me shit like this, man what's your occupation man I've been searching for two weeks and I ain't got no answer back people like what's up with that I say I don't know but I keep trying and he be looking me in my face because he know that I be shi- when the start be flying man you only got two weeks and I'm so anxious to go I say this good enough for me where it's gon' be, when it gon' spin I ain't gon' fuck it, yeah we gon' win

Yo, I'm getting all in money gon' spin, get it all in here ughh, make a nigga straight vomit me I don't give time, I don't give a fuck Never mind, nigga never mind I don't give a fuck, pullin' up on time

I'm a prodigy. Don't even trip, I got control on tryna walk this shit down So I can get out this parole, now I'm so out to stroll I'm headed for the exit, I'm out to door I need to use my cell phone so I can call my home
Hello, what's up? I need you to come and pick me up shit got to see my parole officer, man I'm fucked This bitch is trippin' tryin to lock a nigga up for good, I'm a niggas tryin' to take my memories, tryin' to take a nigga out the hood
But I ain't trippin', just tryna maintain On my motherfuckin' hustle, caught up in this gang never hangin' with them names, cause they was bringing the pain In my motherfuckin' city, what these niggas just trying white suits, gray socks, flip -flops, blue shoes niggas mad as fuck, they walk around with attitude They the food that they feedin' They be gettin' to my stomach eatin' left over breakfast make a nigga straight vomit where it's gon' be, when it gon' spin I don't give a fuck, yeah, yeah we gon' win yo, I'm gettin' it all in, money gon' spin get it ughh make a nigga straight vomit
I don't give a time, I don't give a fuck never mind, nigga never mind.
I don't give a fuck pulling up on time nigga never mind,
I don't give a fuck, pulling up on time. Bitch
Nigga never mind, I don't give a fuck, pulling up on time

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