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rajonxrondo (prod. labmatik) - christianxcap lyrics

generation’s been losing, know i had to break them all the way
attitude got the feeble mind to go on the show
the way you think you phase me, i’m eating plenty, hold the plate
all that hate mean i’m here right in your face until the rolling break
i’m smoking good, the fresh kush out the shining glass
ain’t see sativa coming but it hit right like a rondo pass
woke me up and had me thinking bout a lot of cash
y’all the class is talking up a ten and make some monographs
rapper, the deck, the raw fatter than your f*ggot
while you coughing off of that, we hope you coughing up a chеck
lp’s healthy, now we ain’t falling off a step
pac stylе, trying to hit the west as far as off the nest
denver nuggets in the bag, all you got is parkinson’s left
sh*t is falling out your blunt, that broke talk up on your breath
hold that talking out your neck, that one august saw my breath
young, freezing, cold hands can peep your jaw and all can read
trying to bring a chip to jersey, the best teams hit the road good
seven splits of durban, the recipe we don’t hold woods
blessed i was broke inside, strictly we don’t know hoods
impressed that i was broke, ain’t ever tried to see what dope could
brody said that b*tch is stupid, it ain’t no good
far as i’m concerned, these b*tches smart, they always chose good
through the busy schedule, flexible, they touch and toes good
ain’t no heft, just add some decimals and let them grill good
turn them into dollars, it’s the dream, always been the cream
take a leap, the rest is why the coldest b*tches into me
did this for a decade, they all thought i was kidding them
until this sh*t was cl!cking, now i think they must be kidding me
still i never let anyone talking get to me
blessed to be the top, it gets him on it, blessed not get to be
kick it with the, with the wookiee, homie off the ketamine
follow round by some phillies, shorty sniffing genevieve
uh, yeah, b*tch let it breathe
cxc and young labmatic peep the chemistry
rondo the ray, pop a triple in the city
your angels at the top, post it right where all them centers be
me and tony smoking will chamberlain
that big gas jumping out the bag, sh*t could bury me
loud pack, burn fast, we ain’t saving sh*t
dozen b*tches waiting round for me, yeah i’m the favorite
my girl really hold it down for me
i’ma make her rich
i just gotta groom her, teach her how to love the hater sh*t
b*tches oughta have my dirty laundry, these the days we in
but every hand i was ever dealt, i had a ace in it
it’s me long as i’m breathing, we the goat
so they can’t touch me it’s 500 g’s in my nose
good kid, grew up lucky no, i ain’t never need to feed a nose
still far as i remember, since 98 we were broke
so bet this junk rolling, had to let it blow
home yeah, uh, i got, oh this sh*t got pretty surfaces it’s covering, uh
pretty surfaces it’s covering, it’s covering up
jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump woo*oo
rapper of the decade
cc, hey, hey, hey, yeah
word up

- christianxcap lyrics

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