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chip tha ripper - the entrance lyrics

yeah, we in the south.
me and my n-gg-s,
we in the south.
make roll (make some roll),
we in the south.
b-tch, b-tch. we in the south

(roll that sh-t up n-gg-)

yeah,

i’m mister, young n-gg- that came straight out the jungle jumanji,
chillin on st. clair where you can find me,
escalade, pistol beside me,
if you don’t know me don’t say hi cause imma be thinkin that you try to rob me,
round my hood these n-gg-s in grimy,
off in the cut, where you can find me,
makin the room cloudy,
makin the puff puff p-ss we rolled the personal blunts,
getting that bread, often the case on the first of the month,
i travel the map, lettin these ho’s know how these cleveland n-gg-s get down,
from ho -ss n-gg-s back at the crib,
tried to play me, lickin me now,
i got your b-tch, never pick up the phone unless i’m in town,
she stalkin me, doin her research tryin to find out when i’m comin around,
these ho’s just wanna be seen,
i’m not gonna showcase you out past,
louie vuitton this and that,
deus hangin off my -ss

yeah, we in the south,
me and my n-gg-s,
we in the south,
make roll (make some roll n-gg-),
we in the south,
b-tch, b-tch,
we in the south

travel all across the map (slabby and tygga)
as, ask em bout chip they gonna say,
oh yeah i’m feelin that (roll that sh-t up n-gg-)
(we in the south, we in the south) as, ask em bout chip they gonna say,
oh yeah i’m feelin that.

(slabby and tig, n-gg-)
(we in the south, we in the south)

slabby and t
i let my pants sag to let the whole world know,
i’m is a n-gg-,
and if you disrespect me then,
imma f-ck this b-tch up,
i’m fresher than a mother f-cker workin everyday tryin to get my sh-t right,
tryin to maintain in this cold world is like heel toein on thin ice,
lightin up now some thc,
focus on more (not sure what he says)
so much stress in my life there’s a whole nother world of problems,
been a young g my whole life so many of these n-gg-s can’t stop me,
like these n-gg-s is b-tch made,
i’m what you can’t copy,
i’m so cold these ho’s know,
in the club, blowin smoke,
gettin shows, not choosin,
n-gg-s in here straight losin,
me and my n-gg-s just touchdown,
now we in here scorin,
make some room for these ho’s yo,
keep that rosa pourin, we good.

yeah, we in the south,
me and my n-gg-s,
we in the south,
make roll (make some roll n-gg-),
we in the south,
b-tch, b-tch,
we in the south.

travel all across the map (slabby and tygga),
as, ask em bout chip they gonna say,
oh yeah i’m feelin that (roll that sh-t up n-gg-)
(we in the south, we in the south) as, ask em bout chip they gonna say,
oh yeah i’m feelin that.

- chip tha ripper lyrics

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