Rich Dunk - High School (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Rich Dunk - High School (en) Lyrics
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When I ride, my shit in
my lap, lil' nigga
Fuck reachin' up under a
seat (Bow, bow, bow)
How you a gangster, but
nigga in high school?
Most of these niggas
out here sell drugs
But they don't mean shit, fuck
Et si on était juste loin de
là, mais proche de Panama
Most of these niggas out here got guns
Donne-moi ta main, pars pas loin devant,
pas l'temps pour le lendemain
When I ride, my shit in
my lap, lil nigga
ma chaire, tu sais j'pense
à toi quand tu penses à moi
You was one of them niggas
I used to beat (I used to
beat Lil nigga on God)
Laisse tomber, j'suis calibré (laisse
tomber, j'suis calibré)
But they don't mean shit,
nigga still get beat
Most of these niggas out here got heat
Et si on était juste loin de
là, mais proche de Panama
Trying to hard just to
be street(on god)
Et si on était juste loin
de là, oh bébé la la la
Boy, these niggas sweet
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Just like teacher she say "turn on
S'il te plaît chérie, pas loin
de moi, pas loin de moi
Tryna right my wrongs, tryna
stay out the street
Don't care 'bout the weather,
still got my heat
Ma chérie s'te plaît pas loin
Yo bitch respect me when I speak
Yo nigga get nervous when he see me
Can't wait 'till my daughter
see me on TV
Her boyfriend mad, he just
wanna be me (on god)
At my show in Hawaii, and
they know my CD (on god)
I know a debo bitch we call her Dede
And my BDB chain filled up with VV's
I'm gettin' racks, still eatin' at
Cici's (Gettin' racks at Cici's)
Know that I'm street as
soon as you see me
You can get stomped, for
actin' like he know me
I know plugs that still
owe me (On god)
I never ride by my lonely
When I ride, got fire on me (bow bow)
When I shoot I'm hittin' my opponent
Want this smoke? Let's
get shit rollin'
Gotta gun so big lil nigga
couldn't hold it (Brrrr)
You was one of them niggas
I used to beat (I used to
beat lil bitch yeah)
But they don't mean shit, fuck
nigga still weak (Haha, yeah)
You was one of them niggas
I used to beat (I used to
beat lil nigga on God)
But they don't mean shit,
fuck nigga still weak
I shoot up the club, I shoot
up the street (brr)
These niggas ain't gangsta, ain't
never been street (the fuck)
Sell a little bit of drugs, that
ain't shit to me (uh uh)
You still get robbed for taxing
on the weed (ha haa)
Fuck around got blood all on my tee
Swear I see 21, need to see ID
Fuck around with me, he
gon' need IV (ha ha)
Bitch I'm with the gang, yeah
shout-out to the team
And I grew up on Shamrock shout-
out to the East (east)
Used my first strap at age 15
Got racks in my pistol
and racks in my jeans
My arm so long like I'm
Kenny, ya mean?
Yo bitch let me fuck, I don't
know her name I (uh uh)
I do this for racks, you
do this for fame
Touch the hair on my head,
we gon' bust yo brain
I ain't between her legs,
I just want her brain
Big Trevor got dope, Lil
Nunechi got 'caine
These boys had sticks every
where that we came
When I refuse to beef with a lame
Tenthside pop put dirt on
my name (ha ha yeah)
Definitely the reason
for this BDB chain
Put yo ass up, send you
back where you came
No small fame, I'ma be
in my name (brr)
Elle m'disait, j'traîne trop,
le quartier ça peut rendre
Et ça fait bang bang bang
(ça fait bang bang bang)
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Loin de là, pas l'temps
pour le lendemain
Donne-moi ta main, pars pas loin devant,
pas l'temps pour le lendemain
beat lil nigga on God)
Most of these niggas
out here sell drugs
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But they don't mean shit,
On s'était promis de ne pas
se lâcher, on ferait la paire
aux yeux de ma mama
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