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charlie clips - bar 4 bar monday lyrics

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[charlie clips]
if you really love her you should hold your wife
cause if i get at her, neck twisted; poltergeist
f-ck her once? i’ma poke her twice
poke her face and take her chips; poker night
but let’s get off of that card sh-t
and let’s get back to that bar sh-t, lyrically i’m nauseous
see i don’t really spit, i vomit
you the flu? no, n-gga you car sick, that ain’t the same
can’t see me on this bar for bar sh-t
try to swim in my trail and get cut on some shark sh-t
cause i’m a animal whether on land or under water
whether i’m on top of your mother or under your daughter
i see the smoke man, cop nothing less than a quarter
everything i’m on is straight murder; i’m wanted for slaughter
so you might see my picture in the prescient
aye b, you can never see me, you just decent
working on your offense, never on your defense
you really good at c-ckblocking though, f-ck your three cents
when i need a dollar scr-p, then i’ll holla back
let the iron crease in your b-tton up till the collar crack
you for yourself? i can honor that
not me, i do it for my n-ggas, where harlem at?
i rep la, not the one on the dodger cap
bl1cker blaow, get your head blew like a dodger hat
i know a young b-tch, f-ck, suck, swallow back
for that young money she’ll menage and i can roger that
they wanna see me battle again and i honor that
but if it ain’t lux, iron or hollow i won’t holla back
i do it on url because i honor smack
but tell him stop putting a chevy against these pontiacs
and i be k!lling ’em, you know just how it look, smack
too easy battles, n-ggas think i got a fixed match
but they was nice a while ago if you look back
put ’em against charlie clips and look, they look wack
let ’em hang themselves, give ’em one rope
i got a question for you n-ggas: you ever slung dope?
have you ever cooked a ki? you ever slung c0ke?
no? you’ve only a seen a bird on a duck soap
and i’m posted with that china like it’s yao time
full-court press, you won’t make it through these foul lines



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