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icepick! - chris king lyrics

[chorus: chris king]
i done came up from the slums, ‘m glad i made it
reaching for my chain, swear to god, get amputated
all this money on me, gotta have my paper
[?] got no lean, i’m agrovated
i done came up from the slums, ‘m glad i made it
reaching for my chain, swear to god, get amputated
all this money on me, gotta have my paper
[?] got no lean, i’m agrovated
imma pour that [?] hit the [?]
young n*gga cold and sharp, i’m an icepick
young n*gga on the road [?]
young n*gga leave him cold, leave him lifeless

[verse 1: chris king]
splash [?] diamonds [?] hit a lightswitch
young n*ggas hit the road, with an ice brick
[?] wanna know what the price is
[?] opper, wе on [?] like it’s isis
[?] get in line
n*ggas brokе, what am i?
if being broke was a crime, i did 20 years [?]
creeping up, coming down
[?] get it now
b*tch, we up, pour that mud up, in my cup, i might drown
[?] i been high all day [?]
mama said she pray for us, [?] like blade runner
raised around them grave diggers, [?]
really spit crack, this sh*t feel like 81
[chorus: chris king]
i done came up from the slums, ‘m glad i made it
reaching for my chain, swear to god, get amputated
all this money on me, gotta have my paper
[?] got no lean, i’m agrovated
i done came up from the slums, ‘m glad i made it
reaching for my chain, swear to god, get amputated
all this money on me, gotta have my paper
[?] got no lean, i’m agrovated
imma pour that [?] hit the [?]
young n*gga cold and sharp, i’m an icepick
young n*gga on the road [?]
young n*gga leave him cold, leave him lifeless

[verse 2: sauce walka]
[?] half a million dollar cars parked on the curb
auntie in the kitchen stressin, finna bust a nerve
nefew got shot, then got caught up in the swerve
now a days the ghetto everywhere, it ain’t no suburbs
[?] when we running out of syrup
[?]
baby got the curves, big pyrule, but i’m in houston with some birds, i’m a grown man first
listen to my music, might be something you can learn
14 cars, i can teach you how to earn
now we [?] starting ferms
it’s a long way from mama in the kitchen doing [?]
oo wee!
[chorus: chris king]
i done came up from the slums, ‘m glad i made it
reaching for my chain, swear to god, get amputated
all this money on me, gotta have my paper
[?] got no lean, i’m agrovated
i done came up from the slums, ‘m glad i made it
reaching for my chain, swear to god, get amputated
all this money on me, gotta have my paper
[?] got no lean, i’m agrovated
imma pour that [?] hit the [?]
young n*gga cold and sharp, i’m an icepick
young n*gga on the road [?]
young n*gga leave him cold, leave him lifeless

- chris king lyrics

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