Disiz La Peste

Disiz La Peste - Loud lyrics

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Disiz :

Enh, Yeah, loud !

France, Paris, Remix, Yeah !

C'est du sixième Mac miller

Ah bon t'aimes pas ?

What ever !

Mac Miller :

Ladies and gentleman

This is macadelic

Mother fucker

(hahahaha)

Ugh I got codeine in my cup

You can bet your ass I'm sippin'

Groupies fall in love

I'm like bitch you must be trippin'

I'm just tryna fuck

And she just need tuition

Why you tryna stunt you need to play your own position

Never gave a fuck

And nothing I'm change

Still roll up them blunts

Got diamonds in my chain

Yeah you heard me I got diamonds in my chain

But it don't make a difference if you cryin' in the rain

Two hundred shows, i'ma kill more

I just sold out that Fillmore

Got a million, make a mil more

Play a number one spot on the billboard

Yeah people lie

Numbers won't

Keep me high

Judges croak

Growing up

Pro cup

Watch the world go up in smoke

Refrain (Mac Miller)

I like my music real loud (real loud)

Can you turn that shit up for me right now (right now)

Here it come, there it go, ask your homies, ask your hoes

If you didn't, now you know, never keep your pockets low

I like my music real loud (real loud)

Can you turn that shit up for me right now (right now)

Here she comes, there she go, never chasing after hoes

If you did, now you know, never keep your pockets low

Disiz :

Yeah, douze ans de pe-ra, soldé par un echec

Y'a encore quelques mois frérot c'était la hass

Six mois de travail, lucide une vision claire

Je viens de refaire 12 ans après, mon buzz de 12 ans en arrière

Pas besoin de manager faut juste une calculatrice

L'industrie du disque c'est un peu le bal des actrices

Disiz noir et blanc, j'ai le flot oreo

J'ai connu les bas les hauts, je vis toujours dans le barillot

Et le son est loud ! Je suis un gars rodé, un baroudeur

T'as pas idée il pu ma soeur, l'argent à trop d'odeur

Y a trop d'auteur sans trop d'hauteur

Le premier sans H

Je vais y allé meme si je suis hallé

Le dernier avec H

Ma vision de blackman est celle de X

Fuck ta blackcard ???

By the west (?) c'est Mac Milli ???

En featuring avec Siz-di

Muslim avant d'être hustler

Refrain (Disiz + Mac Miller)

J'aime quand mon pe-ra sonne lourd, sonne lourd

Les gros balourd, sont plus glamour, aux feux de l'amour, de l'amour

Quelques potes, des bonnes idées par la lumière téléguidée

Fuck les biff en concert on kiff frère t'as pas idée

I like my music real loud (real loud)

Can you turn that shit up for me right now (right now)

Here she comes, there she go, never chasing after hoes

If you did, now you know, never keep your pockets low

I like my music real loud (real loud)

Can you turn that shit up for me right now (right now)

Here she comes, there she go, never chasing after hoes

If you did, now you know, never keep your pockets low

Mac Miller :

I'ma get that Grammy soon

Fuck your magazine

Jordan gonna hear me shoot

No fuckin magazine

Hammer team, in that packer me

Hit a germ, be bangin' in the glass saline

When I went to every high school class would be

Tryna fuck the female faculty

I'ma crazy little fuck good thing my head don't run away

I experiment with drugs but I won't ever fuck with yay

I just made a million dollars still I think I'm underpaid

Fuck with me? kid no way

When you meet me, bitches stand up straight

Pump out reps

Yeah I got reps

Tryna talk shit what you think about that?

For the pesos, getting bank rolls, i'ma lay low chill, til I let that stack

Refrain (Mac Miller)

I like my music real loud (real loud)

Can you turn that shit up for me right now (right now)

Here she comes, there she go, never chasing after hoes

If you did, now you know, never keep your pockets low

I like my music real loud (real loud)

Can you turn that shit up for me right now (right now)

Here she comes, there she go, never chasing after hoes

If you did, now you know, never keep your pockets low

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