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chetta – polluted paradise lyrics

[hook: project pat]
this ain’t no game n-gg-
how in the f-ck you figga
you try punkin’ us you’ll feel the blast out my trigga
straight out the honeycomb, smoking on the sack
i got my rep and c-ck it back then the body stack
this ain’t no game n-gg-
how in the f-ck you figga
you try punkin’ us you’ll feel the blast out my trigga
straight out the honeycomb, smoking on the sack
i got my rep and c-ck it back then the body stack
this ain’t no game n-gg-
how in the f-ck you figga
you try punkin’ us you’ll feel the blast out my trigga
straight out the honeycomb, smoking on the sack
i got my rep and c-ck it back then the body stack

[verse 1: chetta]
fill up my cup to the tip its a must
i’ma pour over the rim two c-ck with the tuss
i can mix the combination
lil’ tech, lil’ act
show up deep like conversation
let me live, let me act
real talk, vision vivid i’ve of seen body bags
toe for toting any victim
i done shook k!lla’s hands
talking money over grams
trapping bricks over saran
couple homies of the 10
ay you out? you a fan
well i’ll be god d-mned
but god dont exist so i guess its just d-mn
from a whole ‘nother planet
hopping out the transit
i’m smokey the bandit
swerving in my sp-ceship
tipping in my stash sh-t
they can not relate sh-t
never on no fake sh-t
lames wanna jump sh-t
stack them up like ‘roids b-tch

[verse 2: $lick $loth]
swerving in that ‘burban
couple murders make them bodies stack
got a problem then k!ll me f-ckboy
you know its as simple as that
back pack, with that black gat
black mask
blow gas now i’m in the f-cking black trans
f-ck a cop save the life of a black man
f-ck a opp tip them up in a black van
who am i boy? lucifer in the flesh
who are you? just another p-ssy ’til death
straight out the seventh ward
me and $now leopard trapping
all the limbs we hacking
from the f-cking bodys stacking
the f-cking crazy manic
when i’m in the cut don’t panic

[verse 3: ruby da cherry]
b-tch i be that ice cold yung white polar bear
sn-tch your life so quick
ha nah b-tch i know you there
focus on the glare hoes know that i dont care
but they dont know i dont give a f-ck
two bucks with the blunt
so i split it up
time is my luck i can never get enough
i done f-ck with drugs
now i’m about to sn-tch blood
leave you full of bugs
leave you full of f-cking slugs
see you on the cotton
when i’m filling up my mug
gun tucked man you had to get plucked
re-up, now i’m stuck f-cking ducking out
truck stay parked in the yard
i ain’t going now
you a sitting duck because
whenever i run out of drugs again
i’ma find you and put you in the trunk
now your hoe getting f-cked from the back
while i’m crumbling this weed
tryna roll a f-cking blunt

[outro: project pat]
this ain’t no game n-gg-

- chetta lyrics

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