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young leek detroit - "chiraq" freestyle lyrics

[verse 1: young leek detroit]

young n-gga i’m bout’ mine
you should stop hating ima stop sign
that’s presidential come cop mine
i got mine,got glock 9’s
got bad b-tches with bad friends
and they got back they got spine
i dine and dash i ain’t got time
for these f-cking hoes
she can bust it open
im getting’ money,n-ggas talkin’ dumb but they looking’ funny
when i hit the donut,when i hit the donut,they whole cast them n-ggas broke n’ they is a joke n’
i’m goin’ dumb,i’m goin’ crazy off 30 xans
my beats nasty like dirty vans
i will shoot you and ya mans,you is a fan,we did it man
they said i couldn’t,they said i wouldn’t,they said i shouldn’t
my b-tch is bad i say i’m good b-tch i’m in the hood b-tch i’m good
2 verses just cashed out,used to have 5 dollar bags now
go in the store just max out,got ya girl face in my lap now
in the parking lot as i back out
b-tch n-ggas gon’ back down
my young n-ggas bring bands out
young n-ggas blow grams down
hammer in hand no handouts
i’m wyclef,no i’m chef,no i’m best
that teflon,won’t help ya n-gga,forgetful n-gga
boosie free its a miracle n-gga
free yo skyy you ain’t hearing me n-gga
trel could of got 10 years in the prison
free my n-gga rj still in the prison
free my n-ggas we my n-ggas,we been at this sh-t
and she blowing my whole team i think she like the way we hit
i swear we lit and i been on it
im on tracks just like im jp
n-ggas hating they don’t phase me
smoking loud what did you say to me

[verse 2: young leek detroit]

young n-gga wit a bankroll
my young n-ggas keep thangs close
you ain’t know,we stupid n-gga,she won’t do a n-gga if it ain’t me though
young n-gga know alot of sh-t
young n-gga know a lot of zips
young n-gga worth a pile of bricks
we right here,we nice here,my bad b-tch like lisa raye
she thick as h-ll
can’t you tell
that’s loud cookie
can’t you smell
im on the mile i get mail,that’s paper n-gga you hater n-gga
i ain’t mad do yo thang
presidential like pac back
all im missing is the nose ring
i go insane,i don’t complain,im k!lling beats on everything
she sucking d-ck like she owe me brain
no donald sterling i own the game
young leek n-gga,young d n-gga
i’m back n-gga i ain’t left though
i’m in the cl-ss with a klepto
we got accepted into fresh school
b-tches be on deck
they say we up next
all my n-ggas count checks that b-tch a rat i ain’t finna hound that
i don’t even need a soundcheck
i don’t even gotta call back
all my young n-ggas bout’ that
y’all n-ggas ain’t bout’ that

- young leek detroit lyrics

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