Letra de N***a Poetry - Chuckyy

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You know how many funerals it was in the 'Raq last year? You couldn't imagine it

I used to sleep on pallets, that's no bap, one day, got rich off rappin'

Straight-eight, swervin' in traffic, that was before the deal, me and lil' cuz ProPadded it

All bad hoes, I smash 'em, come outside with your jewelry tucked, bronem snatch shit

I'm so rich right now, this shit is a blessin', I take care of mama and daddy

I'm so rich right now, this shit is a blessin', I take care of all my siblings

I'm so rich right now, shit got me mad, my grandma couldn't even see this shit

I'm so rich right now 'cause I'm Freddy crazy, come on, bro, you know I bleed this (I bleed this)

Bronem ain't got no defense, I manifest and dreamed this

My dreams, of course I'm livin' 'em

You talkin' crazy, I hope you bulletproof

Word around town, we so slimy, you ain't just gang, so I'll probably shoot at you

Uh, bank account goin' through the roof, I already got three, need a lil' more room though

Uh, fucked her with a Bathh T-shirt on, dippin' and dippin', I gave her a tombstone (Bathh, Bathh)

What you mean? Boy, I just killed it, after I hit it from the side, she can't take it for too long

Uh, me and bro back-to-back, we racin', I'm in the Hell thing, gettin' that vroom-vroom

Uh, I'm a rich maniac for sure, but I tatted my face, now they thinkin' I'm too gone

Give me everything, bitch, don't move wrong, that's what we on every day on Tuesday

Pack the whip, hit the road on Wednesday

Two hundred up, 12 o'clock on Thursday

When the cop car come, we burn 'em

I ain't fuck her, no bap, her shit stink

Tryna text back, now I'm swervin'

Look what you did, made me fuck up the rim paint (Skrrt)

Ayy, I'm really rich, yay (Ayy)

He mad I fucked his bitch, ayy

He told, he Master Splint', ayy

Uh, 10 mil' clean shit like dishes

I spilled Tris stain on my denims

.223s spread like venom

Uh, we all pits, money sic us

Uh, duffel bags, we gon' get 'em

Ambulance, they gon' get 'em

He run, I chase, gon' get right with you (Get right with you)

DOA, what the fuck is a 'spital? (A 'spital)

Got fans and opps, gotta watch my rearview

I don't fuck with Percs, I watched bro throw one back and it fuck up his mental

But I don't judge him, I already know how it go, broski, I stood over a vic' too

I don't go through pain, so I talk on beats and I go get tattoos

To all these niggas thinkin' it's a race, boy, if it's race, then I'm lookin' past you (I'm lookin' past you)

In L.A. sippin' on some drank, talkin' to Juice WRLD, my crib got a statue of him (My crib got a statue of him)

All these girls are the same, ain't know what he mean, but I know what he mean now (I know what he mean)

Go to the 'Raq once in a while, ain't gotta stay there, that's how you get squeezed down (Bah, bah)

Post tagged when I land in the 'Raq, still glide the bity, 10 mil' knock trees down

All the shorties comin' up in the 'Raq, I can damn near merch it, they wanna be me now

I ain't even buyin' no VVs, I'ma cop a plain jane, my shit still freeze as hell

Free Smurk, bro gotta get freed now

"FREE SMURK" do a million in a week now

Police keep tryna keep me down

Long live George, I can't breathe now

I smoked too much of the za, can't do KDs, I need three pounds

You weren't in that car dumpin' rounds, you can't hang with us, fuck from 'round (Bah, bah, bah, bah)

When grown men try Twitter beef, I say, "I'm a rich fuckin' child"

When that shit sink in they head, all that loud shit, they calm it down

Long rifle with a hundred-round mag, let a nigga act crazy, gun 'em down

I got kicked out of my high school, let a nigga act crazy, punch 'em down

Never really got into a blick-out, every time I slid, we threw 'em down

Hell nah, he ain't really no gang member, he just around 'cause he movin' pounds

GLE, one with a ho, just to keep shit cool, that Trackhawk too loud

Bloodbathh givin' out free smoke, hit a nigga block quick, that Blackout too loud (Bah, bah)

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