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devin vegas - chiraq remix lyrics

[verse 1: mr. vegas rap]
i dont need no motherf-ckin piece or vest, we gon’ beat your -ss till your t–th are bashed, imma keep ya cash then we eat the flesh
d-dumb b-tch, i got one script it says ride the ocean then jump in
mastermind when im asked to rhyme
and i spit sh-t quick till im p-ssing time
chhicka tick tick tick then i blast a mine
r-radiation ashes flyin
haters hatin but they ask to side
vegas nation, last to die
im baby bait? you p-ssifyin
and -ssinine if you tryna f-ck with dutchie then you ask to die
he gas the 9
ive had a gat, ain’t shot sh-t
im bad at that, but not this
hottest out
drop it down
then turn it up cause you not as loud
heard of us? we ride it out
we murderers you bottom out
we burn the kush b-by the pound
you heard it bruh our time is now…
aye xavier, you lost in the crowd
im saving ya by crossing you
out
watch just who you bossin around
fore i take ya crew and toss em around
bang
got homies from lacombe
you want it than it on
think you know us but you wrong
we gon blow up like
if you werent there who the h-ll watched
when em sh-llz dropped
on that l block
in a ghetto van with a dead old man
ain’t sellin dope but you peddlin on the medowland
want beef with the king
u not worthy
you caught herpes dude stop smirkin
this light sh-t, this white sh-t that i sniff with your white b-tch
you stole from josh look at that
leave you broken bruh you a crooked cat
and ain’t nottin dawg to push you back
bottom line you get sodemized
these are child rhymes i ain’t gotta try
mark farfan and fifi get barfed on believe me
they got arks song on repeat
they gon’ run when they see me
we go bar for bar, l for l, my heart is hard, i bring h-ll as well
i rape the beat- korynn jewell
and rey-ant gon say sh-t
but his g-y mans on daves d-ck
your f-cking crew should stop snitchin
cause what you do is not business
f-ck vendetta no joke
but nothings better than a slow boat
your crew is full of r-t-rds
dont need jesus you need ark
to lead you through these parts
i got beef with yall
and my t–th are sharp
so im eatin hearts
like a freakin shark
better keep ya cards
we born naturals use war tactils
nerd f-gs
just heard rap
then tried it, b-tch turn back
and realize just what you lost
and ain’t nothing b-tch to cut you off
your guts are soft
hollow b-tch
betta holla kid
ya ain’t spittin sh-t so you swallow b-tch
you chasing cheese well follow this
sheit i do with my jedi crew
you bet i knew that sht you said
if i ever see you again xavier youre f-cking dead
i dont play boy im hue dude you a dead bunny
and i got a few things to say fore i p-ss it off to red money

[verse 2: red money]
yo ark…vendetta…why you f-cking with 9lives when you only got one man…yeah, lets get it

f-ck with vegas and f-ck with dutchie, get smoked just like a dutch
f-ck your b-tch got real touchy, while you still wait for her to open up
i open shop, on motherf-ckers no hour – gl-ss you out of luck
my phone bill, your deck of cards
i call bluffs
i smoke blunts, 9 lives but im gold brick and we in front
aiming shots at your head – phone because this beat bump
bowling ball to your b-tch lane and thats sweet gum
fire track when that heat come and i ain’t done
before me because i’m number one
fast lane, when i fast foward your speed bumps
and you out of touch, vendetta man like beef pans my motherf-ckers come eat you up
this ain’t your tea cup, its an ultimatum he the king dog
f-ck his b-tches, got other brauds
got no time for these other frauds
p-ssy sh-t xavier because he soft
i spit raw, backwards now thats a war
my bullets fly like the air force
im on the track you just off course
on a roll like dice boy
take your sh-t im a heist boy
vendetta kids f-ck you
std your whole crew

oh wait…. i didn’t have too

- devin vegas lyrics

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