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chuckyy - check up lyrics

[intro]
y’all n_ggas know how the f_ck we rockin’, man
crack a face like a f_ckin’ vase, n_gga, you know how the f_ck we rockin’, man, your ass laced, n_gga, you know that (jayco, he does all these records)
gang

[chorus]
micro drac’ with the hardwood floor, we up on stats, check the scoreboard (check the score)
rich and up on b’s, what’s up, bro? sneaky slide, we on x, won’t go for it (rrah, what’s up, bro?)
10 milli’ sh_lls start lettin’ off, won’t stop, sh_t hot, has to feel like a blow torch
big opp bail out, give him ten, he already dead, f_ck it, i got some more for him (come here, there he go right there)
drench sh_t, we do that daily, can’t dare swim in the water, we boat rowin’ (we boat rowin’)
mama told me to watch ’em, them n_ggas’ minds got real big, know we for sure doin’ it
slap the fully piece around the chopper, when i shoot with my dominant hand, i’m so fluent (frr, frr, frr)
a ‘raq b_tch wanna fly to l.a., but i bum in the a with bd, we pose stupid
n_ggas be makin’ the police’s job so easy, the ‘gram be death of us (dumb_ass n_gga)
sh_t, i mean, it’s death for them, me and my n_ggas don’t talk, we shuttin’ up (bloodbathh not talkin’)
we’ll hit a n_gga block in a caravan, five percent on the windows, get wettened up (there he go right there)
when i land in the ‘raq, i be in the hood over east, f_ck rap, we can check up (brr)

[verse]
yeah, we can check up, shake a n_gga, chris paul, he fallin’ (check ball)
uh, this lil’ ho stupid over d_ck, i hit the b_tch one time, she keep callin’ (brr)
drop a deuce or a three or a four, it don’t matter the time, that drank keep callin’ (brr)
chop let off, better get on the ground ’cause shootin’ to k!ll, we ain’t come for the stallin’ (gang)
n_gga, chuckyy want twenty a feat and twenty for a show, we ain’t come for the bargain (no lowball)
treat these b_tch asses like dogs, tell ’em sit the f_ck down, doin’ all the barkin’
got a fat_ass crib in my name, only eighteen, i was just sleepin’ in apartments (i’m big dog now)
f_ck, i hate all the opps and hope they die, tell lil’ cuz, “catch ’em, spark ’em” (there he go)
uh, we’ll hit a n_gga block in hot dog right now, brrah_brrah, mcdonald’s (brrah_bah_bah_bah)
hope you see where i’m goin’, these n_ggas be clown as f_ck, n_ggas act like ronald (a clown)
uh, he thought he was savage, he stepped out there with no armor and got his ass swaddled
gotta know bloodbathh be the gang, it ain’t nothin’, those lil’ n_ggas the motto (motto, motto)
[chorus]
micro drac’ with the hardwood floor, we up on stats, check the scoreboard (we sluggin’ ’em)
rich and up on b’s, what’s up, bro? (what up? what up?) sneaky slide, we on x, won’t go for it (what’s up?)
10 milli’ sh_lls start lettin’ off, won’t stop, sh_t hot, has to feel like a blow torch
big opp bail out, give him ten, he already dead, f_ck it, i got some more for him (there he go right there)
drench sh_t, we do that daily, can’t dare swim in the water, we boat rowin’ (we can’t swim)
mama told me to watch ’em, them n_ggas’ minds got real big, know we for sure doin’ it (the f_ck?)
slap the fully piece around the chopper, when i shoot with my dominant hand, i’m so fluent (frr, frr)
a ‘raq b_tch wanna fly to l.a., but i bum in the a with bd, we pose stupid
n_ggas be makin’ the police’s job so easy, the ‘gram be death of us
sh_t, i mean, it’s death for them, me and my n_ggas don’t talk, we shuttin’ up (bloodbathh not talkin’)
we’ll hit a n_gga block in a caravan, five percent on the windows, get wettened up (bloodbathh not talkin’)
when i land in the ‘raq, i be in the hood over east, f_ck rap, we could check up

[outro]
check up, n_gga
that’s my fat boys lackin’, you know how the f_ck we rockin’
i ain’t had nothin’, gang, gang, n_gga, perfect timin’ every time, n_gga

- chuckyy

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