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gold grips - chito rana$ lyrics

[chorus]
gold grips on my all black .38
i’ve been putting over time tryna have my [?] straight
real talk you don’t know what i’ve been through
i just write my poetry and spit on instrumentals
gold grips on my all black .38
i’ve been putting over time tryna have my [?] straight
real talk you don’t know what i’ve been through
i just write my poetry and spit on instrumentals

[verse]
i told my mama one day that i got her
i just wanna thank my baby mama for my daughter
my son told me that he wanna be just like his father
but i know he’s gonna be way better than his father
i’ve been working h*lla hard i’m feeling like i broke my back
but i think about my family and i just handle that
gotta think about the federales just to get some extra cash
also got a b*tch inside the tally making me some racks
a .38 super right beside me
i had to name her vicky cause she gave me all my victories
she’s the only one i trust and she’s the only one for me
i swear that i love her she protect me from my enemies
only vatos that i trust is my brother [?]
we just watching all our dreams turn into reality
smoking with pablito we patrolling in the gmc
call [?] keep it trucha till we d*i*e
[chorus]
gold grips on my all black .38
i’ve been putting over time tryna have my [?] straight
real talk you don’t know what i’ve been through
i just write my poetry and spit on instrumentals
gold grips on my all black .38
i’ve been putting over time tryna have my [?] straight
real talk you don’t know what i’ve been through
i just write my poetry and spit on instrumentals

[verse]
if these vatos bustin’ at me then i’m bustin’ back
when i hit a milli then i’m quickly movin’ out of sac
chota stepping on my toes enemies all on my ass
i just want a rancho with some horses and a cadillac (yessir)
gold grips on my all black .38 [?] shoot him in the face
speaking on my family but you won’t say it to the face
gon be looking for you [?] put your body [?]
deep in with my people got your mama praying to a saint
feeling like i’m gonna die but i want another day
rolling up another [?] just so i can snort some ‘caine
i know that i’m f*cking up i just never wanna change
pretty ladies wanna talk to me so they can get me [?]
everything i do i do it for my people and my fam
everything i do it got me feeling like i’m the best
vatos h*lla p*ssy but this ammo ripping through his [?]
[chorus]
gold grips on my all black .38
i’ve been putting over time tryna have my [?] straight
real talk you don’t know what i’ve been through
i just write my poetry and spit on instrumentals
gold grips on my all black .38
i’ve been putting over time tryna have my [?] straight
real talk you don’t know what i’ve been through
i just write my poetry and spit on instrumentals

[outro]
gold grips on my all black .38
gold grips on my all black .38
[?] shoot him in the face
[?] shoot him in the face
huh
what?
what?

- chito rana lyrics

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