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hvndo - chalk down lyrics

intro:
like
dead opps
1800 sh+t
mob sh+t n+gga
fdm sh+t
i gotta answer these lil n+ggas man
n+ggas dropping disses and sh+t, like
let’s be for real, like

hook:
n+ggas dissing the dead but don’t got no k!lls
said he did what?? n+gga do it for real
when we bend down that block, do em just like jamile
when we bend down that block, do em just like pat
they doin dat talking the f+ck is they at?
he ain’t never come home wasn’t making it back
when i hop out that car i forget that i rap
when i hop out that car i forget that i (mobbbbb)
they be making up names, who the f+ck is a walk down
like, little bro who you walk down
go ask ya bros how many we chalked down
yc was dissing the dead, and he f+cked now
like, better learn that lesson
reach i teach like school in session
he got hit and survived know that sh+t was a blessing
he got hit and survived know that sh+t was a
verse:
i take my l’s and my dubs
same way, head up chest out
know i’m really a goon, got a background
n+gga run up on me hear graaatt sound
n+gga run up on me he a gangsta
n+gga run up on me imma bang him
but i’m tripping, i’m tryna be famous
gotta be smart but i gotta stay dangerous
smoke a blunt to control my anger
ion talk much, put my words on paper
went to jail and that n+gga had checked in
came home and that n+gga got checked out
n+ggas gone get in tune we the best out
that’s his b+tch, i be blowing her back out
from the back, pull her wig, make it sweat out
see his car when i leave imma bail out
on bro
he got hit, kept that sh+t on the low
free the mob all my n+ggas on go
see this car, it’s a stoley i stole
really get b+tches can’t trip bout no hoe
and i really get money, could never go broke
boy i’m really outside if you know then you know
i got brothers out here tryna beef bout a hoe
n+ggas know that imma throw, hope you think that i won’t
hook:
n+ggas dissing the dead but don’t got no k!lls
said he did what?? n+gga do it for real
when we bend down that block, do em just like jamile
when we bend down that block, do em just like pat
they doin dat talking the f+ck is they at?
he ain’t never come home wasn’t making it back
when i hop out that car i forget that i rap
when i hop out that car i forget that i
they be making up names, who the f+ck is a walk down
like, little bro who you walk down
go ask ya bros how many we chalked down
yc was dissing the dead, and he f+cked now
like, better learn that lesson
reach i teach like school in session
he got hit and survived know that sh+t was a blessing
he got hit and survived know that sh+t was a

outro:
and after this, n+gga, i ain’t having bros jump out whopping n0body ass. shout out mobtana yuheard. on bro, he was jumping out on some other sh+t n+gga. dead opps

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