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chong&cheech - cdotfromftb lyrics

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ain’t no discussion i’m uppin’ and bussin’
my left wrist bussin’ i shine like the sunset
my choppa is russian ain’t doin’ no tusslin’
he play and his family gonna end up with one less
who got the most k!lls in my city? a contest
trap full of milfs and some sh*t we ain’t launch yet
can’t miss a meal tryna find out where lunch at
i drop some bread on your head they gone eat you
i did this sh*t by myself that’s a fun fact
cj been banging the b since preschool
riding with me n*gga might catch a contact
i smoke more green than chong & cheech do
might write a book ’bout the trap i could teach you
flip it and stack, gotta stack it and flip
young n*gga traffic and sackin’ up pure white
n*gga dissin’ must don’t wanna live life
runnin’ up that was all off a iphone
clutch a glock while i trap gotta make it home
i can’t trust a b*tch, got more trust in my chromе
got some n*ggas gone ride, givе a f*ck if i’m wrong
got the lo get it gone in the next day
i feel like a poet, get cold with this wordplay
these n*ggas some hoes gon’ do what a b*tch say
can’t go out like that b*tch i’m smoother than olay
imma get back to the chips
i been ballin’ so hard need a ring like i’m kim
and i keep a big chop on my hip
want some beef imma grab it and chop off his limbs
get the pack and touchdown like i’m julio
only want money can’t give into broken lil’ groupie hoes
gotta get up and grind it’s gon’ be your time soon
came a long way from junkin’ and actin’ a fool
wrap a brick up this sh*t look ‘sum like a cacoon
trappin’ hard b*tch i feel like a migo
used to hit l!cks now i’m up in this b*tch with kasino
but i still got connections to zeno
feel like durk in my hood ’cause they call me the hero
got a ‘hunnid round drum, shoot that b*tch ’till it’s zero
pray to god we don’t catch us a rico
sellin’ dog food my nickname should be chico

ain’t no discussion i’m uppin’ and bussin’
my left wrist bussin’ i shine like the sunset
my choppa is russian ain’t doin’ no tusslin’
he play and his family gonna end up with one less
who got the most k!lls in my city? a contest
trap full of milfs and some sh*t we ain’t launch yet
can’t miss a meal tryna find out where lunch at
i drop some bread on your head they gone eat you
i did this sh*t by myself that’s a fun fact
cj been banging the b since preschool
riding with me n*gga might catch a contact
i smoke more green than chong & cheech do
might write a book ’bout the trap i could teach you
flip it and stack gotta stack it and flip
young n*gga traffic and sackin’ up pure white
n*gga dissin’ must don’t wanna live life

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