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cdot honcho - warning lyrics

[hook]
we tried to give you a warning
slide on yo block at the end of the night
probably come back in the morning
and yo b-tch trying to stay over tonight
sh-ll be back in the morning
i lie to her told her im catching a flight
i had that b-tch sucking d-ck the whole night
you can run but you cannot hide
bullets fly inside
wherever you ran in side
had to go get me some money
i woke up and wasn’t satisfied
we taking risk day to day
i never did 9 to 5s

[verse 1]
its coming too many ways
split up, hit yo block different ways
fonem hopped out through the alleyway
they finna cook him like rachael ray
f-ck n-ggas done thought it was fannie may
we clapping but naw this ain’t pattie cake
he trying to come up he a die today
with that rocket i feel like shane battier
and my wrist cost too much
i don’t need to clean it too much
fonem got standard clips up in the blic
sometimes that 30 too much
i hit that hoe the first day
you been trying to f-ck for 2 months
you gone need more than first aid
we pushing you back like 4monhts
im high as the wing of airplane
i mix og with white runts
i fell back off balmain
amiri’s alone cost too much
we treat n-ggas like ku klux
really dont f-ck with them too much
and whats under the hood of my jeep
ain’t worried bout the police too much
i put my b-tch up in a rolex
she don’t even wear it enough
them n-ggas praying i fell off
but they ain’t praying enough
f-ck around get you knocked off
if you keep playin wit us

we in yo crib like we staying wit ya
waking you up like we laying with ya

[hook]

[nle choppa]

i never die a 9 to 5
b-tch i was working the block
pull up in yo neighborhood
im shooting my shot til an opposition drop
all the violence committed
you know i can’t stop
b-tch i run from the cops had the dope in my sock
b-tch i name my choppa milly, make a n-gga rock
the witness traumatized left him up in shock
and i ain’t do the murder, i was there
sike b-tch!
hit him wit the strap like a n-gga was a dike b-tch
i be popping percocet
you be snorting on that white sh-t
and b-tch im the man off in this b-tch
you a side kick
i was in juvie, first day first trays
knocking a n-gga out
we was in trap whipping dope
with a 100 glocks in the couch
sneak dissing on the internet
don’t get into that ima close ya mouth
b-tch im too d-mn high where the ceiling at?
drugs got me crashing out

gps said 30 minutes so a n-gga had to take another route
cause a n-gga trying to put 100 something shots
in my opposition mama house

yea!
yea! yea yea!

nle b-tch

[hook]

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