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chris crack - jail pose with gangstas كلمات أغنية

[intro: chris crack]
yeah, b_tch
all is fair in love

[verse 1: chris crack]
uh
i told him “pass me the pistol”
i guess i’m p_ssed ’cause i miss her
i’m just gon’ drown in my sickness
just f_ckin’ never kiss ’em
a lone ranger, always fit the description
she need my date of birth to fill his prescription
don’t plague the family with them old matters
it don’t matter, that’s like bambaataa and ron savage
n0body badder, took a hit for collateral
i don’t take no pictures ’cause i’m not a poser, your plug owe me
you ain’t warn your homie that they set him up
all because your b_tch was in his dms
the street game is all defense
five years ago that was me in the deep end, couldn’t swim (splash)
but i kept my ralph lauren floaties
don’t try to hold me, i’m claustrophobic
we blowin’ soda and rock and rollin’, don’t knock my motive
i had to show ’em all awkward moments from hired henchmen
i saw a grown man cry in detention
they ask about my bars, all in my mentions, why all this [?]
needin’ a dentist, went from legos to chemistry lessons
to gettin’ calls about why his head missin’, huh?
a bald eagle, they scared pigeons
colt .45 with the hair trigger, i’m rare, n_gga, it scares n_ggas
[chorus: chris crack]
don’t you ever in your trash ass life
man, i do this for them n_ggas, had to bag that white
for them ones up in the prisons ’cause they caught a bad flight
and them black kids that never made it home that night
don’t you ever in your trash ass life
man, i do this for them n_ggas, had to bag that white
for them ones up in the prisons ’cause they caught a bad flight
and for them black kids that never made it home that night
love’s a crazy game
love’s a crazy game
love’s a crazy—
wait, time out, you got to put lights on that p_ssy

[verse 2: rome streetz]
collectin’ checks [?] fly talk
before i saw [?] score raw on the new york sidewalk
see life and death, [?] stressed, freedom, and living behind bars
being broke as f_ck and b_tches f_ckin’ because i’m a rhyme star
i was born to shine, my kind is something you don’t often find
had money on my mind and started making money off my mind
pay me properly for my intellectual property
bands is what it gotta be, n_gga, i don’t rock for free
far as bars, i’m in my bag, sh_ttin’ like colostomy
n_ggas, they be tellin’ me you nice, but you [?] to me
before i jugged on [?] market, always had a spot to [?]
knew i’d be the king in this sh_t, b_tch, it was prophecy
profit over tw_t, that’s how it gotta be, logically
a lot of y’all minds is locked in a box, as far as i can see
as a youngin’, f_ck school, it was robbery philosophy
cold hearted, but it’s ironic, n0body hot as me
[chorus: rome streetz & chris crack]
so don’t you ever in your trash ass life
f_ck [?] just to get right, i had to bag that white
if i don’t sell it all i feel i had a bad night
mommy told me that the streets don’t love you, and she was right, n_gga
so don’t you ever in your trash ass life
f_ck [?] just to get right, i had to bag that white
if i don’t sell it all i feel i had a bad night
mommy told me that the streets don’t love you, and she was right, n_gga

- chris crack

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