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hunt - cochise lyrics

[intro: chief keef]
proud of her grandson
we gon’ make lil’ bro shoot you with a cap gun

[verse 1: chief keef & cochise]
i know grandma real proud of her grandson
we gon’ make lil’ bro shoot you with a cap gun (huh, huh, huh, huh?)
someone hand that boy a hat, he always bappin’
and i came to get my sum and then some (yeah, yeah)
ar*15 got a switch and a d*mn drum
since broski got a mac, i’ll hold it like a samsung
i called this artist, told his ass he was a d*mn flunk (doo, doo*doo)
sosa, what you smokin’ on? this that d*mn funk (bang)
pull off, leave your ass smellin’ like a d*mn skunk
we gon’ make you walk it out, call you dj unk
n*gga, ain’t no f*ckin’ place that gbe can’t come
n*ggas ain’t no competition, b*tch, i need comp
glizzy forty*five but i call him “gee*fo*fum”
we was countin’ money then we went to meet foenem
all this paper f*ckin’ up the d*mn ecosystem
and my brother mans, don’t worry, i’m gon’ hit with this onе (bang, bang)
shoot yo’ ain’t for none, b*tch, i got my gun (shh)
this sh*t used to be fun (hеy)
b*tch, your feet run (hey, doo*doo)
boy, you my son, half*son, grandson (let’s go, doot*doot)
bread up in my pocket look like buns
boring*ass b*tch, uh (man)
i wish a n*gga would will smith me (ayy, ha)
they gon’ be coming to get me (ha, get, hoo, hoo, yeah, yeah)
turn a n*gga feet to pig feet (yeah, yeah, on bro, yeah, yeah)
but me and my cubs, wrigley (on bro, yeah, yeah)
[verse 2: cochise]
b*tch, i’m in your city (city), yeah, yeah
second to none, i’m picky (yeah, okay)
red on me like trippie (yeah, trippie), yeah, yeah
walk in the spot, i’m drippy (oh, that’s drippy), yeah
i’m in your city (ha), city
shawty pull up, give me lippy (yeah, yeah)
bro got the bl!cky (bl!cky), got that boy doing the griddy (yeah, yeah)
hop in the whippy (whippy), got that boy running like ricky (yeah, yeah)
i’m with your bitty (bitty), i give her p like i’m diddy (hey)
n*ggas can’t see*see me (me)
give her that pee*pee*pee (pee*pee)
hit her with a ddt (dt, ha)
caught him on ctv (tv)
smokin’ on pcp (psh)
jumping like rvd (wee)
n*ggas ain’t hard like me (pause)
n*ggas can’t bark this tree (paws)

[verse 3: chief keef & cochise]
i got friends that all lost contact when can’t get sh*t from me
i ain’t worried ’bout a broke*ass n*gga puttin’ a hit on me (huh?)
i walked in the club and then a b*tch fell on me (huh?)
think she know voodoo, she tryna cast a spell on me (huh?)
she like, “can i get some bread?” i be like, “h*ll nah, honey” (huh?)
he like, “let me hold the strap,” i be like, “h*ll nah, homie” (huh?)
n*ggas watch me every day just like my nickname sony (huh?)
i be takin’ all these n*ggas like my nickname kony (okay)
[outro: cochise]
you gon’ make bro hit you with a cap gun (boom*boom*boom)
how you sayin’ that i’m broke and i got mad funds? (how?)
how you say you eatin’ good? i’m seein’ mad crumbs (cap)
and your shorty sent me pictures, she got mad buns
i got guys stickin’ with me, i don’t need gum (yeah, yeah)

- cochise lyrics

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