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joey fatts - chipper jones lyrics

[verse 1]
guess who’s back in the motherf-cking house
but this time we want the bricks n-gga, then we out
and if he don’t comply, n-gga blow his brains out
my whole family banged out so i went the same route
moving birds down south, me and my n-ggas
trapping on the block till the fed’s come get us
mellow young guy, grew up listening to dilla
but don’t get it f-cked up, i still trip a n-gga
never had a father figure, i grew up in these streets
straight g, keep a heater, never getting cold feet
known to get it cracking so the homie’s love me
so whenever it’s action, know they riding for me
snitch n-ggas get they f-cking mama chip
rising to prominence you other n-ggas counterfeit
swing a punch, i got a forty-five to counter it
that’s what you get for starting sh-t, you on the corners counting split

[verse 2]
never gon’ change
still be that same motherf-cker from the gang
chilling with my n-ggas and you know they rep the same
serving bricks, getting money, all my n-ggas gang bang
motherf-cker and we ’bout it
masked up, hammer tucked, down to bust
looking for a n-gga while i’m blowing on this cannibus
catch you n-ggas slipping, c-ck it back and do him scandalous
toting big choppers, a.i. with the handles bruh’

- joey fatts lyrics

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