chxpo - young nigga lyrics
[intro: chxpo & dj flippp]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
chxpo, chxpo, chxpo, chxpo, b-tch
runnin’ with my saucy boys
gang, gang, gang, yeah
dj flippp, make that money flip
[chorus: chxpo]
i was just a young n-gga on the block (on the block)
just a young n-gga tryna come up (come up)
just a young n-gga put some on the block (on the block)
just a young n-gga tryna turn up (turn up)
i was just a young n-gga countin’ money, countin’ bands (comma, comma)
in the trap house goin’ ham
i was just a young n-gga on the block goin’ ham
if they call me, i’ma pull up, i’ma let that chopper go
[verse 1: chxpo]
i was just a young n-gga, run ’round messin’ on the eight
n-ggas talkin’ sh-t, then i punched him in his face
ridin’ ’round the third, it was me and zay-t
n-ggas hatin’ on me ’cause they don’t know me
young real n-gga, yeah, you know i’m tryna k!ll
if i call on lil’ macho, you know he gon’ to jail
lil’ chxpo, yeah, you know i’ma flip that eight still
you ain’t in the streets for real, my n-ggas really shoot to k!ll
i don’t care how you feel, i don’t care what you did
who the f-ck is you, boy? you ain’t with the gang
ridin’ with the squad, we gon’ let that chopper bang
you know how we mob, this is freebandz game
[pre-chorus: chxpo]
i was just a young n-gga on the block, sellin’ rocks
just a young n-gga on the block with a mop
just a young n-gga really tryna get rich
just a young n-gga, f-ckin’ my plug b-tch
just a young n-gga, on the street gettin’ money
just a young n-gga, i was always countin’ hundreds
just a young n-gga, let on just a young n-gga
you ain’t with that game, n-gga you a f-ck-n-gga
[chorus: chxpo]
i was just a young n-gga on the block (on the block)
just a young n-gga tryna come up (come up)
just a young n-gga put some on the block (on the block)
just a young n-gga tryna turn up (turn up)
i was just a young n-gga countin’ money, countin’ bands (comma, comma)
in the trap house goin’ ham
i was just a young n-gga on the block goin’ ham
if they call me, i’ma pull up, i’ma let that chopper go
[verse 2: big fazay]
beef for us, somethin’ that, you don’t want to do with us
call my n-gga big chxpo, he gon’ come and shoot you up
started at the bottom, now my n-ggas movin’ up
gettin’ away, and we come beat your ‘hole movement up
big fazay got all the guns and the plugs too
if we catch them n-ggas with a slug, you get a slug too
bad b-tch and my trap songs what we f-ck to
saks fifth and neiman’s, where i cut my shoes, fool
trap sh-t, only hard sh-t when i rap, b-tch
fly sh-t, only fly sh-t for my outfit
know some n-ggas that’ll put some holes in you’ outfit
walkin’ ’round the block with some jewellery and designer sh-t
[chorus: chxpo]
i was just a young n-gga on the block (on the block)
just a young n-gga tryna come up (come up)
just a young n-gga put some on the block (on the block)
just a young n-gga tryna turn up (turn up)
i was just a young n-gga countin’ money, countin’ bands (comma, comma)
in the trap house goin’ ham
i was just a young n-gga on the block goin’ ham
if they call me, i’ma pull up, i’ma let that chopper go
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