frankie krupnik - el chucho grande lyrics
(verse 1)
b-tch i wear socks with my sandals
leave white chalk on mic handles
dismember wack mc’s, put their head up on a mantle for display
so these m-th-f-ckas know that frank krupnik don’t play (nah)
i ain’t that selfie taking rapper, i don’t do that
i make them cl-ssics type raps, call it boom bap
open up the back flapper on my pj’s and sh-t on wack rappers, call it poo rap
why he do that? cause i can b-tch
in the booth, i’m feeling like i’m 6’10 (b-tch), i’m shaq diesel
used to rock the screeching weasel, had the mohawk
watch me devastate this track, like head kicks from cro cop
sh-t i can’t stop, won’t stop, dropping hot sh-t
exquisite word play (b-tch), yo, i’m too legit to quit
hammer had some hit songs, now he does commercials
these rappers claim to be strapped, they really steve urkels
fan base is universal.. verbal game sicker than some curdled milk up in your cereal
i’m one of a kind, satirical rhymes
valour track suit, got the heart of a lion
(chorus)
yo it’s k-r-u-p-n-i-k, frank krup muafuacka, el chucho grande
yo it’s k-r-u-p-n-i-k, it’s big frank muaf-cka, short form it’s f.k
yo it’s k-r-u-p-n-i-k, frank krup muafuacka, el chucho grande
yo it’s k-r-u-p-n-i-k and i do this all day, everyday
(verse 2)
yo i’m a cracker with a m-th-f-cking att-tude
slap a muaf-cka silly if he trying to serve me tofu
like what the f-ck is that? i want some normal sh-t
just give me steak, bacon, beers and some bbq chips
and i don’t wear skinny jeans, cause my frontal won’t fit
if there was rips in the knees, best believe you’d see the tip (huh)
my girl told me hit it hard like a piñata
the godfather, flow hotter than some lava partner
rocket launcher aimed at you b-tch haters
this mumble rap cr-p got me nauseous, need bayers…or advil
mad sk!ll when i bless mics, smack a wack -ss rapper to the next life
i got a job so this rap sh-t is my side b-tch
and now she bringing money in, so i’m something like a side pimp
presidential tint, picture me rolling
the flows so f-cking hot these m-th-f-ckas think it’s stolen (yo)
i’m nolan ryan, pitch a no hitter, hall of fame spitter, make these other rappers bitter (man)
if you’re trying to catch me tripping, that ain’t possible
i beat the f-ck out this beat and it ain’t make it to the hospital
(chorus)
yo it’s k-r-u-p-n-i-k, frank krup muafuacka, el chucho grande
yo it’s k-r-u-p-n-i-k, it’s big frank muaf-cka, short form it’s f.k
yo it’s k-r-u-p-n-i-k, frank krup muafuacka, el chucho grande
yo it’s k-r-u-p-n-i-k and i do this all day, everyday
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