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chief - jimmy luna lyrics

punch a n-gg- in his sh-t and watch his conscious leak— karate chop a mothaf-cka til he hit his knees— yeah i ain’t mean to be so brash, but i ain’t come to speak— i came to prey upon that n-gg- til he pray to me
and if he big then chop em down until he hangin’ on me, i said it once, these hands is rated e for everybody
come catch ya fade & keep it movin’ cuz i gotta go

i’m quick to sn-tch a p-ssy n-gg- out his f-ckin’ clothes

one for the money, 16 for the clout
chief of the tribe, n-gg- better figure out
play w/ my brothers have you hangin’ from the spout, duct tape round ya mouth, then we comin’ for ya spouse
i ain’t playin’ no games, cheat codes ain’t hittin’
these days not hittin’
these days not hittin’
momma use to tell me how she wanna rob a n-gg- when the ends got short & the b-ss stop hittin’
now i feel every word that my og said
ski mask, big bag wanna get that bread
wanna get that house, wanna make that bed for my n-gg-s gettin’ tired & i ain’t got cred, so we comin’ for ya neck p-ssy n-gg-— i ain’t feel this rushed in a minute— i put the pain in paint for the picture— p-ssy n-gg- we more hungry than ya senate

chief of this sh-t x8

- jimmy luna lyrics

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