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full curcle - el chapo lyrics

[intro: “name”]
878, i whip that dope like el chapo
gang, gang, gang

[hook: “name”]
i whip that dope like el chapo
moved out with [?] condo
gang, all this white, feeling like arnold
all of my n-gg-s ride [?]
nine on my feeling like rondo
toe-tagging n-gg-s like john doe
my hood shoot for me, man, i’m feeling like pablo
878, we don’t do narcos
i whip that dope like el chapo
moved out with [?] condo
gang, all this white, feeling like arnold
all of my n-gg-s ride [?]
nine on my feeling like rondo
toe-tagging n-gg-s like john doe
my hood shoot for me, man, i’m feeling like pablo
878, we don’t do narcos
[verse 1: “name” & “name”]
looks like we runnin’ toronto
get money, the b-tches will follow
my jewelry all gold like my bottle
f-ck all those n-gg-s, their music is awful
she from morocco, she call me papi
she can’t see my eyes cause i’m rockin’ versace
if you ain’t down, baby, why would you call me?
(stop all that sh-t we got commas to get)
we mobbin’ like bravo sopranos
callin’ them shots like arnold
these b-tches they thirsty, they f-ckin’ for bottles
i’m f-ckin’ her mouth, you know that she swallows
200 on the dash, no roscoe
my n-gg-s shoot more clips than the [?]
and the semi so auto (and the semi so auto)

[hook: “name”]
i want that dope like el chapo
moved out with [?]
gang, all this white, feeling like arnold
all of my n-gg-s ride [?]
nine on my feeling like rondo
toe-tagging n-gg-s like john doe
my hood shoot for me, man, i’m feeling like pablo
878, we don’t do narcos
i want that dope like el chapo
moved out with [?]
gang, all this white, feeling like arnold
all of my n-gg-s ride [?]
nine on my feeling like rondo
toe-tagging n-gg-s like john doe
my hood shoot for me, man, i’m feeling like pablo
878, we don’t do narcos

[verse 3: donnie & “name”]
i whip that dope like el chapo
i’m hungry, order me a combo
i need like half of that birdie
i’m trynna double my thirty
don’t cut my, don’t make it dirty
i need that work to be clean
i hadn’t chopped till thirty
money bustin’ on my jeans
lookin’ like i won the lotto
cause i whip dope like el chapo
i drop that ice when it’s ready
liftin’ that pot, that sh-t heavy
big bats, nothin’ petty
all of these n-gg-s, they envy
bad b-tch in the chevy
i work until i’m in the bentley

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