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chiraq (remix) - p.rico x lil mister x billionaire black x $wagg dinero lyrics

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p.rico~
it’s rico like two times
like jojo like two times
rambo with two nines
run up on me n-gga then you dying
n-ggas talking this money sh-t
whole time they be lying
b-tch we run chiraq and them opps n-ggas they be hiding
riding aroung in them foreign whips
i ain’t got a job, i ain’t switching shifts
n-ggas talking that nonsense, cause i’ma up the pole leve’nem by six
treat his -ss like a basket, leave his -ss up in that casket
r.i.p to that n-gga,i’ll never be a cab k!ller3
hanging out with them drug dealers
yeah they up in the trap n-gga
yeah it be them real n-gga them down n-ggas to k!ll n-ggas
yeah b-tch it’s p dot, got them red dots getting head shots
we jojogang , we from chiraq, are money tall just like shaq

lil mister~
yeah b-tch it’s chiraq
with body sn-tchers and kidnappers
my n-ggas been running sh-t like factories keep big nines
bounce a n-gga like a trampoline
i be slowed down off promethazine
i be busting hard rolling off a beam
clean a n-gga like listerean
clip hold a magazine its 100 shots make a soul lift
i be going crazy with the rubbergrip
catch a opp lacking than i hit the dip
40 sh-lls left in his hip
now he need a bag when he go sh-t
i’m a real n-gga i’ll never switch
make bands fly no magic tricks

billionaire black~
clout god, i clout hard
k!ll a n-gga in his backyard
sh-lls turn him into a trackstar
n-gga talking crazy let the mac spark
i let the k spark, i let k the bark
k!ll a n-gga in the graveyard
yall n-ggas so p-ssy, yall wern’t raised hard
yall n-ggas can’t see me, ray charles
i’m dressed in all black, white nine
gotta a mac on me i’ll pull it
got a 30 shot, i got a 50 shot
got a hand gun shoot, shoot yall bullets
man down on the scene, n-gga try me, his -ss gonna catch these bullets
head shot thats a red dot, turn his dreads to a f-cking mullet
bich i’m in love with money
i’m in love with thumbing
sit back pour a 4 red, call that sipping blood money
n-ggas won’t make it to this summer
it’s chiraq n-ggas getting whack
i got a big mac, its go cl!ck clack
you better get back, before you get whack #gang

$wagg dinero~
roll a opp pack
getting top back
i’m a young n-gga
but i got that
roll a opp pack
getting top back
i’m a young n-gga
but i’m bout that
roll a opp pack
getting top back
i’m a young n-gga
but i got that
i’ma young n-gga but i got that
i’ma young n-gga but i got that

bricksquad sh-t, how you ain’t know
might pull up and let the tank blow
keep squad with me we all blow
pick singles out my bankroll
if you need a lot come talk to me
see more cake than a factory
don’t ask to get no track from me
unless you talking racks to me
osoarrogant this jojogang
if you throw l than i’m taking names
i don’t hang around no f-cking lames
team no lacking b-tch i’m in the gang
b-tch i’m on the nine, with a couple nines
bring them all out for the summer time
b-tch we on the nine, with a lot of nines
and bullets hot like the summer time

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