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chase kordell - sadaam. lyrics

we was juggin, mashing, passing through the valley of death, in the shadows where i shine i move with barely a step
you take a couple just to catch up b+tch gon show me respect, or ima show you a promise, lil b+tch i won’t make a threat
social terrorist, i’m here bring you n+ggas to h+ll, oh my allah, put that on god ain’t too much out here to tell
ayy dawg you know why i’m here, don’t give a f+ck if you see me, i tell em pay what they owe me, or see my face on the tv
and i don’t play bout my homies, they think i’m crazy for real
like b+tch don’t play me for fake, hear what i’m saying for real or you go deaf n+gga
hit you with this motherf+cking bomb
who the f+ck is chase kordell?
stupid b+tch my name sadaam, huh, taliban raps, f+ck the nation, social suicide
jesus walk with me the only thing i gotta do is die, who am i? didn’t i just tell you, y’all don’t listen though
i been going back to back to back, know what? i’m hitting 4
lucky number 7, wanna f+ck me cus blessed but i’m committed to my baby momma other b+tches stress…/

(chase kordeli):
h+ll nahh i can’t accept no questions from n0body who can’t accept me
only thing i can do for ya is tell you what i stand for+

bridge:
s, s stand for b+tch you better shut up
a, ayy n+gga better back the f+ck up
d, d stand for i don’t give a d+mn
double a, i beat the beat like battery, b+tch i’m the man/

i’m the motherf+cking man if i do say so, myself
unda+f+cking+lay b+tch bring my peso, rapido
wrap it in plastic, i don’t trust you dirty b+tches nasty, and if you f+cking touch me i might spazz
look, i ain’t been the same since my granny passed away, swerving in & out the lane i don’t plan to crash to today
i be whipping so exquisite, do a hunnid in the 50
it’s a forty minute mash i’m pulling up in 15 minutes, push my foot down on the gas
n+ggas p+ssy, tommy timid, i ain’t tippy toeing b+tch i’m stepping heavy with intentions to
knock you off the block and bring yo top down
tng the taliban and all you n+ggas opps
can’t block my shot, i throw that b+tch up and you know it’s in the net
i know i’m cute, don’t gotta tell me hoe, you know my b+tch get wet
every time she see me, that’s a fact, but i don’t gotta speak on that
n+ggas watching every move we make we call them n+ggas f+gs
sadaam don’t give no f+ck, i pull up, whoop a n+gga ass in jesus name
kneel and grab his hand then we gon pray away the pain
hope you catch a glimpse of what my god consider great
if we send yo ass to him then you won’t make it through the gate
you don’t know the code but you still think this a debate
you don’t gotta understand, it’s too late/

- chase kordell lyrics

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