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chris miles - shut it down lyrics

(hook)
that b-ss been b-mpin and we ain’t gonna turn it down
our neighbors getting mad but we gon keep it loud.
yeah, them charge be droppin when they see us come around,
me and traphik up in here and they know we gonna shut it down.

(verse)
see everybody know what the name be now, would you play this sound so haters get back?
too fly like a bird or a plane, or a nerve with the brain with a crazy jet pack
hey girl let me hit that, hit it raw like a steak i eat
after i smash imma p-ss it to chris, he look young but he got the fake id
ogs in them block no me they’ll be like young and as you should
when i throw that deep, they know it’s the other b-tches wanna catch it
run the cl-ssy once of the trashy, she wants i’m making mug and ratchet
so that’s it, you’re plastic, and my watch is a gold one
your girl got a flat screen booty, my girls looking like the old ones,
your team’s that’s cost son, but really i don’t give a f-ck
team pack i rap for the west and i’m about to hit em up,
i’m a beast i’ma boss, b-tch i got beats
every single thing you ever wanted, i embody
a pimp like bonnie simpson and i catch some hate for it,
but i’m so legendary you ain’t gotta wait for it.

(verse)
h-llo, ghetto, what the h-ll you’re tryina do?
come and get my own track i don’t even like you
i do damage and n-body in the world with the similar flow and real talent
spin it
get a bit of it into your brain when i f-cking come around
whether that you coming down a bit but i will never stop though,
and even everywhere but got no acto
i go godzilla man i wonder, is it possible to rhyme so fly me some
im a prodigy, honestly i could be dope but im not even trying
that d flies, hes got c flies see my scr-p when i come up in the bulding
i ain’t even playing with the men, your girl chillin but she sayin that she isnt with you
chris miles go hard to the pain cause youre about to get it
i come in there river that the long,
n-gg-, we’re spitting the fire that get them lames jealous
soon as yall start i edit, lemme spit it
hop on the track, lil kid but they giving him a case of ganz
when i step up they step down and stretch the facts
well it depends where i got my first central catch
you can try to run the game with your asthma
i go crazy like taz does
yea we ahead of all yall, man traphik aint even in traffic easy
(hook)
that b-ss been b-mpin and we ain’t gonna turn it down
our neighbors getting mad but we gon keep it loud.
yeah, them charge be droppin when they see us come around,
me and traphik up in here and they know we gonna shut it down.

- chris miles lyrics

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