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chill - hny (m-a, yung j da boss, munch money, sonny good times) lyrics

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[hook: m-a]
n-ggas betta chill n-ggas betta chill
n-ggas betta chill n-ggas betta chill
n-ggas betta chill n-ggas betta chill

[verse 1: m-a]
shootin at the sky never k!lled a soul
see the last n-gga fronted now he getting low
have them masked n-ggas huntin
and its for the low
young n-ggas at the start waiting for the go
even -ss n-ggas shootin they don’t even know
once you pull the trigger you open the door
we gone have to purge 3 weeks in a row
even if its cameras i guess it’s a show

[hook: m-a]
n-ggas betta chill n-ggas betta chill
when my n-ggas hungry put you on the grill
and i aint gone defend you if you on the menu
watch you catch the beats like an instrumental
n-ggas betta chill n-ggas betta chill
n-ggas betta chill n-ggas betta chill

[verse 2: yung j da boss]
boy you better k!ll boy you better k!ll
now i paint the picture the motion is real
belly of the beast 9-11 da field
o bombing for real im blacking the deal
lights camera action tell me how do you feel
now you a star say what up to god
amazing graves and they preaching you wrong
define your destination when you hearing that sound

[hook: m-a]
n-ggas betta chill n-ggas betta chill
when my n-ggas hungry put you on the grill
and i aint gone defend you if you on the menu
watch you catch the beats like an instrumental
n-ggas betta chill n-ggas betta chill
n-ggas betta chill n-ggas betta chill

[verse 3: munch money]
they said munch stop dumbing
less you dumbing on the verse
i said i’m a dumb out
i’m a gun a n-gga first
this n-gga is praying homie save it for the church
member how them boys did ricky i’m do the n-gga worst
they don’t really want me on my bully
they don’t want me dumbing going crazy wit that fully
if i’m jumping out the car
black mask under my hoody
40 hit cool and the gang this a oldie but a goody
now he chilly chill

[hook: m-a]
n-ggas betta chill n-ggas betta chill
when my n-ggas hungry put you on the grill
and i aint gone defend you if you on the menu
watch you catch the beats like an instrumental
n-ggas betta chill n-ggas betta chill
n-ggas betta chill n-ggas betta chill

[verse 4: sonny good times]
find out where you live we kick in ya door
you n-ggas food drive thru and take ya life to go
heart cold, black hot from lettin metal blow
you n-ggas talkin like you thuggin but we’ll never know
yo, should i do the prezzy should i submachine?
i got about 20 bands in these balmains
i been getting money on the low like a submarine
pop up broad day with a sub machine clear the scene

[hook: m-a]
n-ggas betta chill n-ggas betta chill
when my n-ggas hungry put you on the grill
and i aint gone defend you if you on the menu
watch you catch the beats like an instrumental
n-ggas betta chill n-ggas betta chill
n-ggas betta chill n-ggas betta chill

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