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smoke raws, fucka cigar - trapbo' chad lyrics

smokin raws f-cka cigar trapbo chizaaaah
ridin the city on a money run pick up
back in a flash pack a bong that i rip up
you needa getcha cash faster, quicka b-tch im

smokin raws f-cka cigar trapbo chizaaaah
sicker than the sickest kickin back ina pick up
quick, im in a hurry in and out like a stick up
pay the clerk in 1’s, make her think ima strippaaa
im kiddin, in it to win a couple bucks
smoke a couple jernts, roll a couple more up
sh-t ill break you off a piece of this chicken
take a d-ckin pretty quick and get back to the kitchen
im hungry… im too busy trackin down this money
speed up the pace that you makin that sandwich for me
loadin up a raw cone fulla sticky gold
ya girl said i could smash without a condom on
holmes and i hit it too no worries
hit spitta on twitter and askem if he heard this
you only get what you put in, but sh-t im workin
im workin til i my work could make my jernt forever burning

smokin raws f-cka cigar trapbo chizaaaah
ridin the city on a money run pick up
back in a flash pack a bong that i rip up
you needa getcha cash faster, quicka b-tch im

im smokin raws f-cka cigar, yo girl makin me dinnaa
b-tter milk biscuits and a 10 oz ribeye
she leave the crib, stupid high to get back to you
did i fool ya? naaa homie…. are you a fool? yeeeeaaaaa
whatchu doin homie? i see whatcha doin wrong…
figure it out on ya own, it shouldn’t take you long
smokin out the crib when there ain’t no one at home
blowin smoke outta my lungs back at packin the bong
back at slapin the gong, b-tch im back in the beat
bobbin and weavin thru the bull, stay on top of ya feet
stay on ya grind, hope that the rail don’t e-n-d
when my homie done witcha you gon needa emt
smokin raws f-cka cigar trapbo chizaaaah
walk up in the crib hit the couch put my kicks up

- trapbo chad lyrics

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