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dead man walking - chito rana$ lyrics

[intro]
huh
wok, wok
wok, wok, wok
brrr, brrr, brrr
ay
ay real talk i feel like suede right now n*gga
ay

[verse 1]

i’m a king, diamonds on my t**th, two*thousand for my jeans
i’m looking clean, baby love a p, she love it when i cheese
she f*ck with me, money in my books
she make sure that i eat, my b*tches thick and she h*lla bad
face looks like she mean, d*mn
all these n*ggas mad at me, d*mn
all these n*ggas hate on me
everywhere i go, i gotta keep a pole on me
i heard the homies want it so i bought a 223
[?]
nah, i ain’t trippin bout these n*ggas
cuz thеse n*ggas is not hard
n*gga h*lla soft we gon crack him likе a pop tart
n*gga couldn’t hang with mala so he want my glockstars
lil n*gga you a pop star, 60 in my drum, lil baby this a ar
pull up air em out, we gon turn em to a trackstar
gang slidin in a foregin whip, this a nice car
amg slidin back to back, this a nice car
ive been through some sh*t, lil n*gga i got war scars
walk a mile in my shoes bet that you won’t walk far
choppa hit his shoulder made that lil n*gga rock hard
my b*tch bad she suck my d*ck and made her rock hard
i’m tryna walk em down
i ain’t trippin if he run for her
that boy stupid he dont know that he is done for
ima blow his hands off if i see him throw fours
aye real talk i’m tryna pop a b*tch
ima take off if i see the juras flip a b*tch
beak you need some money for his lawyer cuz he broke as sh*t
tail i still got your chain, when you gonna come for it?
rico like doing yoga man that boy is flexible
40 hit his homie and turn one into a vegetable
angel gang a pc that sh*t is unacceptable
didn’t lazyboy just get caught with a transs*xual
cuz he tryna diss me too, i think he got a crush on me
we stomped tracks out that’s why that n*gga afraid of me
i got diamonds on my chain, i got diamonds on my t**th
baby, see me winning so she wanna come f*ck with me
fat old buster n*gga why you tryna f*ck with me
baby i got bl!cky for whoever wanna ball with me
make a n*gga do a flip, i just knocked him off his feet
baby i’m a demon, the devil even pray for me
the devil even pray for me
pumping gas in northgate b*tch i do it comfortably
how you gonna drop a diss but you dont wanna come for me
i had the homies shot, just in case they want to f*ck with me
uh, what?

and i ain’t done yet

[verse 2]

two twin glocks in my car lookin like a sp*ceship
[?] why that n*gga had to say sh*t, i dont like to go
but this 9 i’m gonna play with, f*ck my babymomma
rip to that relation, baby i’m a demon
i am not the one to play with
b*tch i got money, on the hood i’m gonna waste it
two shots to his head, left that n*gga wasted
old white n*ggas in my safe like its racist

one more n*gga died, drugs you shouldn’t play with
aye lil baby i’m a good man
tip toeing with a choppa, make a n*gga run man

- chito rana lyrics

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