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lil chey * - hood life lyrics

on an island, smokin and thinkin refresh
don’t manipulise, of fil-mo hood nudge
i mean…who am i to judge?
sniper’s reloadin, rifles is smokin
i’m f-cking with this n-gga too
kel stay on course
raid facilities like task force
i don’t know what to do
wood grippin, henn sippin
can’t leave your girl around me
we gon’ be what we gonna be
slippin clippin, smash riding the tippin
yo yo, what up? what up?
seems i gotta redeem, puncture your chest
cuz the signs just a regular guest
ain’t no kool-aid in my cup
and i knew, that you were there
they up the chain, and they let her do
cream functionin, 52 states, i’m bumpin in
cause i’m that brother that really don’t care
n-ggas die over other people money, we ain’t learnin’?
i’ve gotta tough time trying to pay my bills
lord jazz, hit me one time, show your sk!lls
as the world keeps turnin respect i keep earnin
we smoke the most, but never bump the most
by taking all these other motherf-ckers outta here
murdering edition, i make a motherf-cker disappear
string you out and leave you hangin like a sign post
transporting weight from the south to the golden state
bracelet was bright she had ice in her ears too
set the kool-aid stand up and hope to pack them in
this stuborn m-th-f-cka that i am is ready to demonstrate
if i’m up wit no stuntin i pull tha trigga
these b-st-rds is like c-ssius clay with the gun play
and just when you thought you strayed far away
but you gotta do the same thing too n-gga

- lil chey lyrics

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