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So Icey Goth La Flexicos

by CHXPO

[Intro]
I be on that gang sh*t, you be on some lame sh*t
They n*ggas will suck some di*k just to get famous
f*ck n*ggas will bite the feed them
These n*ggas be f*ckboys
A f*ck n*gga you know that I don't need him
I could've killed your b*tch, but I gave her back
I was in the trap, leave a n*gga handicap
Lil Chxpo keep that strap, he really keep that strap
And everywhere I go, it's shooters where I'm at

[Verse 1: CHXPO]
I be on that gang sh*t, you be on some lame sh*t
They n*ggas will suck some di*k just to get famous
f*ck n*ggas will bite the feed them
These n*ggas be f*ckboys
A f*ck n*gga you know that I don't need him
I could've killed your b*tch, but I gave her back
I was in the trap, leave a n*gga handicap
Know Chxpo keep that strap he really keep that strap
And everywhere I go, it's shooters where I'm at
Me and my n*ggas put my hood on the map
You not from the city thats a fact
You ain't never cook up no crack
And you ain't never let them choppers blatt
I be on that dumb sh*t, I be on some f*ck sh*t
n*gga I be thugging, baby I be drinking
Lean and I'm sipping, these n*ggas be tripping
Chxpo keep it Scotty and go pimping
This loud is so loud I can't even listen
So icy with no jewelry b*tch I glisten
Watch me shine forever
Lil Chxpo yea b*tch I'm clever
I got the streets f*cking with me
n*ggas got these rap n*ggas f*cking with me
n*ggas got these trap n*ggas f*cking with me
Me and my n*ggas, b*tch I hang with killers
We got gorillas ,we got bananas
We could come and get you
And everybody really know
You a pus*y ass n*gga, boy you ain't no f*cking killer
And you ain't got no shooters, boy you ain't got no shooters
[?]
Pull up with my shooters
We'll shoot you
We'll take your jewelery
We'll rob you for your fake chains n*gga
Don't make us do you
All them rappers and they fake chains
Man I swear this such a fake game

[Verse 2: Black Kray]
Warlords, warlords, warlords
Warlords, warlords, we're warlords
You n*ggas on some angel dust you think I'm worried [?]
You n*ggas finna 'bout to f*cking hear the world bust
[?] stick sh*t, army truck
Ten n*ggas like, hopping out the dirty truck
And if a snitch little thot up in the trench we chalk it up
Bloody chalk with bloody [?]
You n*ggas somewhat acting like some daughters what the f*ck
Gorilla pimp the game smack a n*gga like a sl*t
[?]
You make a n*gga sit up in the corner thank you love
The f*ck is going on these n*ggas feeling [?]
Why your b*tches thick one and your b*tch wan give me head
But I don't want to hear another b*tch younting bread
And if a demon step up in the field we off his head
[?]
Blood on my dirt runners steping on the snakes head
[?] it is what is it is
Rock-a-by baby night night I tuck it in