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chxpo - die young lyrics

[intro: chxpo]
yeah, go, go
plugg
burr, burr, burr, burr, burr
catch up, b+tch

[chorus: chxpo]
they say the good die young, bl++dy boys do hits
how many l!cks can a young n+gga hit?
bury me on the strip with a brand new stick
if i die today, i’ma die hood rich
say the good die young, i’ma die hood rich
bury me in the slums with h+lla designer sh+t
say the good die young, b+tch, i’m good in the slums
b+tch, i jugg in the slums, bury with my gun

[verse 1: chxpo]
my n+ggas goin’ in, chxpo built to win
n+ggas stabbed me in my back, i took it on the chin
if a n+gga cross you once, he cross yo’ ass again
if you cross me once, you gon’ meet my lil’ friend
if i die in the field, my n+ggas go r+t+rded
my n+ggas reckless, bl++dy, grimy and they heartless
million dollar jugg house, balenciaga carpets
i came a long way from trappin’ in them ‘partments
stuck in my glo now, i won’t slow down
get down, lay down, b+tch, or it’s mowed down
if i go broke again, i’ma rob the whole town
long rang, no more iron sights, we got scopes now
dirty broke n+gga came up like aladdin
flexed up with a rich b+tch like jasmine
trappin’ out a bando, nah, in a mansion
used to trap on a bike now it’s free rental aston
when we get them packs, we go all out
it’s lil’ chxpo and lil’ ballout
hit up saks, we shut the mall down
you a funny guy, move around lil’ clown
[chorus: chxpo]
they say the good die young, bl++dy boys do hits
how many l!cks can a young n+gga hit?
bury me on the strip with a brand new stick
if i die today, i’ma die hood rich
say the good die young, i’ma die hood rich
bury me in the slums with h+lla designer sh+t
say the good die young, b+tch, i’m good in the slums
b+tch, i jugg in the slums, bury with my gun

[verse 2: ballout]
they say the good die young, well they gon’ think i signed a deal
how a young n+gga ballin’, my new crib a couple mil’
i’m in cali with a long sleeve on poppin’ seals
i can’t go out like a lil’ n+gga, i’m too trill
i was on the block, i was trained to carry a steel
don’t ride down my block, ride crazy, we’ll k!ll
double cup, i’m a wockstar, leave a cop car
with the body kit, dreaded rasta
glo gang world had the streets made me official (plugg)
glo gang world had the streets made me official, official
when i die, bury me in a million cash (plugg)
you know i got trash bags on trash bags

- chxpo lyrics

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