Paroles de Ratata (feat. Zolo)

Pull out my Groza, ratatata Ain't gonna stop us, we goin' up Gun down the coppa, ratatata Get out my way, ratatata Pull out my Groza, ratatata Ain't gonna stop us, we goin' up Gun down the coppa, ratatata Get out my way, ratatata I'm goin' a little crazy Got a Glock in my hand and an UZI Not the saint that everybody sees me Love the blood, love the chase and the money Not a snake, that ain't me All I need: Loyalty Fuck a snitch one, two, three Be afraid to see the devil in me Pull out my Groza, ratatata Ain't gonna stop us, we goin' up Gun down the coppa, ratatata Get out my way, ratatata Pull out my Groza, ratatata Ain't gonna stop us, we goin' up Gun down the coppa, ratatata Get out my way, ratatata Ride around the city in a five-o zone We lookin' in the rear-view, the lights are gettin' strobe-y Load up my strap, I'mma shoot it like Kobe I ain't doin' the nines, that's on the dead homies Out of my mind, I'mma give you ra-ta Sana on my side, she gon' hit your motha It's gonna be a shoot-out on the scene We stackin' them bodies, no casings on me Pull out my Groza, ratatata Ain't gonna stop us, we goin' up Gun down the coppa, ratatata Get out my way, ratatata Pull out my Groza, ratatata Ain't gonna stop us, we goin' up Gun down the coppa, ratatata Get out my way, ratatata Shout out to Vinny, Wu chang on top And Mr. K, yeah, CG on top I'mma be a shootah, watch out for shots Pull up on me if you wanna get dropped Shout out to Vinny, Wu chang on top And Mr. K, yeah, CG on top I'mma be a shootah, watch out for shots Pull up on me if you wanna get dropped Ratatata, ratatata Ratatata, ratatata Ratatata, ratatata Ratatata, ratatata Not a snake, that ain't me All I need: Loyalty Fuck a snitch one, two, three Be afraid to see the devil in me Pull out my Groza, ratatata Ain't gonna stop us, we goin' up Gun down the coppa, ratatata Get out my way, ratatata Pull out my Groza, ratatata Ain't gonna stop us, we goin' up Gun down the coppa, ratatata Get out my way, ratatata Pull out my Groza, ratatata Ain't gonna stop us, we goin' up Gun down the coppa, ratatata Get out my way, ratatata Ratatata, ratatata Ratatata, ratatata Ratatata, ratatata Ratatata, ratatata I'm goin' a little crazy Got a Glock in my hand and an UZI Not the saint that everybody sees me Love the blood, love the chase and the money