Letras

You know how the fuck we comin', man
We walkin' shit down forever-forever, ****
Know that
Rrah, rrah, rrah
Uh, gang
Boy, I be itchin' to let off a shot, I'm all out the window (Rrah)
Hit a **** up, already knew he was dead, fuck ****, go check on your kinfolk (Bitch)
If you ain't gon' blow your strap when we go on this mission, what you tryna bend for? (Bitch-ass ****)
Pick your homie up, he on the floor, when he heard that first shot, he tried to get low (Died, dumbass)
7.62 hit him all in his temple (Come here, come here, come here, dumbass)
Left his shit swellin', it felt like a hippo
We in this fin-fin, no, it ain't fishbowl
Tryna catch an opp posted up at that Citgo
Bail out, shorty 'em up, it's ten-O
Soon as he fall, we gon' give him ten more (Know that)
Long live Fred, who I do this shit for (Long live Fred)
Spill a ****, post right back in them trenches (Free 40, ****)
You ain't never did shit, ain't standin' on business (Uh-uh)
Five sticks in the car, Chuckyy, know I'm the lieutenant (Know that)
I pop a yerc when I get in my mode
I been fuckin' your bitch, I been in her for a minute
She be like, "Damn, boy, you ain't nut yet?" I'm like, "Hell nah, bitch, I ain't finished" (Hell nah)
Spin again, tryna catch an opp top-top-top, body drop, they don't know who did it (They don't know)
In a SRT, tryna catch an opp, bail out the whip, 10 millis and glitches (Brr)
Stop actin' scared, just pass your move, we gon' pop on the next day, this shit in
I been spinnin' from sun-up to sun-down, so used to it, I don't even get dizzy
Woke up goin', "What I wanna slide with today? Ten milli' or the brand-new drizzy?" (Which one of y'all wanna take Chuckyy?)
Don't use that bitch to get my los, clappin' bitches up, get to movin' too fishy (Clap, clap, clap, clap)
All these hoes on Chuckyy dick, every time I look around, they screamin', "Just pick me" (Ha)
That bitch know I got a bitch, she suckin' my dick so long, gave my shit a hickey (Dumbass)
**** be with you every day in this sunshine, same **** gon' leave if shit get sticky (Dumbass, dumbass)
Drac' shot hit him up, fucked up his kidney (Rrah)
Outside every day, ****, come get me (Come get me)
Glock stuff forty shots, damn near fifty
These hoes come and go just like frisbee (Dumbass)
Put a **** on TV, no Disney (Disney, Disney)
Doggin' the Track', one-thirty on Sibley (Mm)
Coconut, coconut, we tryna split it (Come here)
Tell her to open up, I'm tryna hit it (Know that)
Uh, uh, open up, we tryna hit it
Coconut, coconut, we tryna split it
Tell her to open up, I'm tryna hit it, gang
Coconut, we tryna split it
Uh, coconut, we tryna split it
Coconut, we tryna split it
Uh, uh, we tryna split it
Uh, uh, uh
Posted in the trenches
Uh, uh, uh
Uh, got no bitches
Uh, uh, ones that did it
I live in the projects, ****, my turn
Uh, uh, we tryna split it, gang
Know that, know that
Long live Fred, ****, Chuckyy keep one in the head, ****
All my friends, know that
Frr, frr, switches and Dracs, ****, we walkin' shit down forever and forever
Written by: Chucky E Wackem
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