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chief. trapahoe – listen lyrics

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(verse1)
b-tch i’m a demon
straight outta daddy’s poison seamen

raise h-ll in the street
spill blood on the cement

flip a beamer benz or bentley
& my soul so empty
do not push me
crime is temptin !

all i do is smoke big pot-pot
f-ck on your thot-thot
bust money moves when the blocks hot
first advice we all getting glocks-glocks

cruz in a drop
while she’s rude on my c-ck
bustin moves

see look i go where you can’t go
always high never run out of ammo

i’m too amazing pr-ck!
i will take ya b-tch

send her back with a smile and a busted lip

not ya average
i’m from savage lands
all the youngins cause havic out in pakistan !!!

blood thirsty little b-st-rds
sell smack to cracker
court date go sagging
smoke ballie we ratchet !!!!

(hook)

t i

r ain’t got

a no man

p boy you in luck!

a i

h don’t want

o no boyfriend

e i just wanna f-ck!!!

(verse2)

stop playing with me b-tch !
i ain’t take ya sh-t!

better off textin ya ex’s n sh-t!

i hate ya’ll like satan n sh-t!

duck tape but tape charles manson in the whip

money hungry and my d-ck mean
sell a b-tch dreams

monkey ya f-ck a side b-tch
tell a b-tch scream

raw d-ck leave her dope sick
blow an o quick

don’t call me call him dumb b-tch !!!

super malevolent
better then ever trick
dance where the devil is
my hoes is the trippiest
join my religion b-tch!
stoned like a hippy chick
hustle while getting rich
uh!!!

plotting on the benz with 2 thots in it
no cigarettes only smoke pot in it

al akhbar!
jesus met me on mars
he told me chill bro you going to be a star!

(hook)

t i

r ain’t got

a no man

p boy you in luck!

a i

h don’t want

o no boyfriend

e i just wanna f-ck!!!

(verse)

plottin’ on the mula!
finna bag me a cula
finna smoke an ounce of buddha
move a bomb like i’m cuban

smoke big douie, on my way from county!
live stoned and rowdy!
bergen county got a bounty!

booty drop low when you in a 64’
but when them boys come and it’s
only cell doors
then you gotta get low and spend all ya doe
or do a 3-5 then gotta sell dope
god d-mn!

rap sh-t i know i’m the man !
and yo if not i might snuff out ya clan
papi is ruthless !!!
these paterson demons will you toothless!!!
set fires to roofs

tell this motherf-cker who the f-ck i be!

t ! r ! a ! p ! a ! h ! o ! e !

use to sell c0ke finna f-ck ya girls throat!!!

beat the p-ssy up! send her -ss back broke!



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