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young chris - reputation lyrics

hook:
we are n-gg-s, disrespect us, so …
cause in the streets my reputation precedes me
cause in the streets my reputation precedes me
we are n-gg-s, disrespect us, so …
we are n-gg-s, disrespect us, so …
cause in the streets my reputation precedes me
cause in the streets my reputation precedes me
we are n-gg-s, disrespect us, so …

f-ck around, you will need the whole family to help you
for a bullet that your b-tch -ss manage to wackle
put him under the pressure, not a gangster is fresher
got the best sh-t in the city, and the numbers is lesser.
uh, or i could chose like 2pac
before cube got it, i’m on too solid!
n-gg-, we’ve been the best before you knew cally
mastered the trap like b, is you about it?
jump, jumping out of chest, says 16
straight from the block, got a n-gg- on big screen
name was … i was cutting cl-ss
to get your boy on a h-ll of a pack! holler!
b-tch n-gg-s all hate the …
i’ll get them rid of p-ssy boy, send me your girl!
ready to die, it’s just the life we live
we’re killing everything moving, except for the wife and the kids
we kill ’em all!

b-tches wanna f-ck, they don’t wanna work
i don’t give a f-ck about a p-ssy with a work
big black mac, do my own dirt
asking where i’ve been, and i’ve been in their way, swerve.
first thing’s first, man, you’re f-cking with the worst
when i’m p-ssing them off if the b-tch was dying of thirst
i’m providing the money, your momma supply the…
.. original hot boys like hers.

hop about the shower, feel like i got the power
pimp gotta play her love, pack it on fire
big boy burbing thirty two on a tire
pull away and turn it dirty, no license.
fire the fire arm, aha
quiet storm, dress warm,
cold world, i gotta heat the hoodie on
cl-ssic, keep the oldie but goodie on
be crack sh-t, show rappers what they should be doing!

we’re out here joining a spot you’ve never heard of
in the states where.. with blocks; we’re not nervous!
pop-popping the whip with my burner
it’s a state property, click, we’re all murders!
in the end i spit up, i keep the level…
that’s the k i swing on your way with the dancer
no playing with the players, yes, i’m a king
if you thought i was… used to sling with the…
f-ck with the kid who above the …
..go hang with the…
get down for spitting, don’t want the…
throw 365, 24/7.
f-ck freeway, just call me dough man
best flow man, big bear like an old man
grown man on waiting like i’m…

- young chris lyrics

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