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ceo trayle - charge it 2 da game lyrics
(ceo sh_t, f_ck n_gga
uh fasho uh
happy halloween 2)
ey when the lights low and n0body lookin
you can always smell me in that kitchen cookin
ey hope that hoe don’t tell on me no central bookin
ey ey i got that money smell on me these b_tches lookin
i can make my car start with a key, double push it
ey when i’m in that foreign car and my wood stuffed with kush
ey i’m always in these banks but it’s not kus of philip
they say these n_ggas coming for me i don’t see no contenders
see me b_tch me i’m eating steak, get my lil boy some tenders
ey tell these n_ggas to think they smart you better not go against em
ey and when y’all left me n_gga i lost my whole support system
ey i come off the top with all this sh_t that just that poet in him
if we ever find out you disloyal we got go and get em
remember i ain’t have no coat for a few winters i just wore denim
momma really did the best that she could, i was runnin round the hood
thuggin i was goin on every single l!ck that sounded good
i can tell you my whole story, still won’t feel my pain
ey why am i here, my brothers ain’t, sh_t drive me insane
ey why couldn’t my daddy do it, why i got to break the chain
ey so i just pop another .30 charge it to the game
ey it was some cold nights by myself out in the rain
ey i lost some friends to this sh_t now sh_t won’t be the same
tellin mamma “god ain’t answer, mom” she telling me “keep prayin”
i just want the money out this sh_t, i really don’t need the fame
why is it so hard for me to trust? just cause people change
remember i was embarrassed to ride the bus, cause i needed change
you know all this sh_t i did for us, now you acting lame
then when i get money then gon swear that i been actin strange
mone, can you tell carlos i should have went to that packers game
kurly, can you tell lil rexk that my granddaddy passed away
and why the f_ck everybody keep leaving me? that sh_t be sad to say
ey if one of brothers leave again i’m going too to catch a fade
look, you should see his face, you should see his face
i’m always first place, we don’t need a race
ey don’t you forget that we need a safe
get my kids some j’s, get my b_tch a lace
tell plug no need to worry, he gon beat the case
ey a couple b_tches that didn’t want me, now they need a taste
ey used to give flowers to a b_tch so she need a vase
but she clowned on me and she left n_gga anyway
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