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chicano - chicano maree lyrics

chicano in the kitchen but she ain’t cookin no cookies, she been in the lab cookin and you n-ggas lookin like p-ssies. ya feelings need to relax
y’all lame af, try me and you will get hit don’t act all nervous when i get it in
you switchin -ss lames pourin the purple, talkin all that on the social i’m prayin you really keep yo mouth shut cause it my just be my team runnin on you with a gun, hmmm
bofl, i’m broke ? naaa, i’m gettin paid f-ck gettin laid i don’t need d-ck but ya sister lindsey sure do want d-ck all the time
i run my own sh-t, got my own sh-t, and you ain’t gone do sh-t. i stay talkin sh-t yeah, bol i must be too much fa this sh-t. chicano. rns so is the problem ? 🙂 yeah you gonna getcha friend yasmin etc. that’s a whole threesome right there. lol you bad now, huh ? ion need yours i got mine right here. look at you, look at ha, then look at me. ha, d-mn yo team weak af. society got you all f-cked up. b-tch they still gone copy, so i’m holdin it off. never broke, you smokin on that my money keep comin around. what you been smokin on ? you buddies actin real dumb, so where do you want these paws ? hit me then do it bol. hurt yo feelins fr, tryna put yo -ss on the game but you actin like you ill. these n-ggas like you actin like they tough but when i flip ya -ss fr mhmm. by the time you see me my hair might be burgundy catch me if ya can. while you lurkin ma sh-t, talkin bout i wouldn’t squish a grape, n-gga and what you gone do ? n-gga you look like a squished grape. you got beef i’m guessing, aha b-tches lovin it. y’all got me all f-cked up in this game, f-ckin with me right ? i might just hit you with a beam. n-ggas always seem to switch teams. ima end you str8 to ya home and have you l!cked clean. you n-ggas lookin like p-ssies, and gladden ? b-tch i’ll make yo -ss relapse . send a n-gga like you back to the makin. you wnna play rough ? goin hard too ooo we will see. you dirty mouthed b-tch, last time i checked you ain’t get there. i don’t got time fa dry hatin. compet-tion seems like ain’t n0body f-ckin with me. b-tch who you? bout chicano fr ya get ya head popped. layin up hoe, never sleep. you lookin real lost in ya dreams but when i have ya head gone you ain’t wakin up and that’s on me. you too busy lurkin ma sh-t tryna figure out who i talk to. while you hoes worried bout me k!llin myself, i’m the fan base who support all ma sh-t, while i’m watchin you wanna be snappin hoes drownin in ma sh-t. broke -sses stay mad, mad -sses stay broke. if ain’t bout money, i not speakin on it. f-ck are you doin if it’s not for me ? you n-ggas is worthless. 14 when i had my first gun, betta getcha -ss on before i beam ya as while ya run. 15 year old girl already talkin bout dyin cause these n-ggas continue lyin. you wanna sign me ? nawl, i’m straight. i’d rather have green racks then become famous cause a lot of these n-ggas turned out to be the lamest. momma told her she was dyin, but i didn’t get to cryin. chicano tryna figure out what she wants to be in life, be a model cause she ain’t the cookin type. a n-gga named pro she fell in love with turned out to be a hoe, he was f-ckin around with these hoes more and more. he broke his girl heart, had a n-gga cryin cause she tired of him lyin. b-tch it ain’t nothin new, i only f-ck with a few. that’s my team though and what do y’all do? you n-ggas like to start sh-t but won’t end it. turns out her momma smokin weed thinkin she don’t know, barely even kids next door anymore cause time goes. n-ggas across the street f-ckin thots more and more. this world that we live in is such a bore. i gotta team and it may be small but that’s all i need, i don’t f-ck with you all. she been thinkin bout takin her life because of what she used to believe was just a dream life ain’t as easy as it seems. god left her. don’t even know her daddy he too busy to remember her birthday, that n-gga said it was friday. everything fallin out, just keep on rearrangin. but dirty b-tches wanna judge and dummies. a n-gga gone be a n-gga just like my father, kinda f-cked up how society got em. i’d rather be dead then resting in my bed. there is no point of bein here. momma comin home stressin her out and even threatening to kick her out. truth is i don’t wanna be here. chicano goes lookin for her cat, that n-gga steady chasin rats. i come in the door my momma starts cryin, sayin how could you like a n-gga that is usin you and lyin. it’s been almost 7 months since i haven’t seen the kid i loved, cause that n-gga f-cked up and talk to all these hoes above. i don’t believe in god. he took away my angel, the one who was my solider and tryna make stay strong and bolder. but that started to fade away as she got older. the people i don’t like i wish were dead, those n-ggas don’t deserve to sleep in their own beds. if i could i would blow ya heads off, but a lot of you n-ggas already dead. hit em with a brick cause they on that molly, f-ck wrong with you hoes y’all actin like miley? there is a lot of fakes outcha who will hit and run, but will be cryin when chicano got em fryin in the sun. the ones you loved you might of thought actually cared, but truth is that n-gga wouldn’t take a bullet for you anywhere. but pro you got ya girl cryin even thinkin bout dyin. if you really loved me then you wouldn’t judge me. and lindsey you ain’t nothin but a hoe, so i’m done you. n-ggas you f-ckin probably given you herpes and they might just be in their late 30’s. don’t try to pray for me cause i’m not lookin for a blessin, i’m just tired of stressin. hoes like you ain’t gone learn ya lesson

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- chicano maree lyrics

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