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iron chest charlie - 3 deep lyrics

[intro]
iron chest charlie
iron chest charlie
iron chest charlie
(who this n*gga think he is?)

[verse 1: boosie badazz]
oh, you iron chest charlie? well, i don’t give a f*ck
when i’m coming, i’m coming and n*gga, i’ma hit you up
get r*t*rded with that forty when my head gone
i call my seventh ward hard heads, who spit sh*t on payron?
put a hula*hoop around your heart, they like the dark
when the word get sick, the tools get sparked
had heart when i was lil’ evil all up inside me
saw [?] jack a n*gga, now i’m gon’ jack somebody
wack somebody you don’t give it up
me and my n*gga partna head bussa we dont give a f*ck
put it in his mouth, n*gga, cut ’em down
and bring him to the south, n*gga, tie ’em up
where is at
let’s go get them hundred stacks
it’s gangster, n*ggas hurtin’
they coming get you, you don’t deserve it
anyway, you ain’t from that dirty
anyway, murder case murder case drug related
he don’t want to give it up, he must don’t love his baby
[chorus]
these n*ggas gon’ respect these pistols
what ‘chu iron chest charlie? you think you ’bout it ’bout it?
(who that n*gga think he is?) iron chest charlie
(man, that n*gga trippin’) iron chest charlie
these n*ggas gon’ respect these pistols
what ‘chu iron chest charlie? you think you ’bout it ’bout it?
(who that n*gga think he is?) iron chest charlie
(man, that n*gga trippin’) iron chest charlie

[verse 2: sh*lls]
what ‘chu think? you a beast?
’cause you smoke weed and tote heat
well here i go like mystikal, i heard you was looking for me (here i go)
it’s beast mode from the bottom to the three
from the southside to the east, i’ll put some paper on your feet
i heard lil’ daddy got a chest full of beef
give me that chopper with dat knife and watch a trill n*gga eat
i can’t let a n*gga get me in these streets
before i do, i leave ya body looking like red meat, n*gga
think it’s a game till them thangs rang
’cause it go bang! bang! ’til your m*th*f*cking brains hang
oh, you iron chest charlie, i don’t give a f*ck
so, have ya nuts tucked or get bust up
i got a itchy trigga finga for the gun play
phat tell ’em how we do it (the dumb way)
you gon’ respect these trigga on the real
or you iron chest charlie, well hit ’em in his grill, n*gga
[chorus]
these n*ggas gon’ respect these pistols
what ‘chu iron chest charlie? you think you ’bout it ’bout it?
(who that n*gga think he is?) iron chest charlie
(man, that n*gga trippin’) iron chest charlie
these n*ggas gon’ respect these pistols
what ‘chu iron chest charlie? you think you ’bout it ’bout it?
(who that n*gga think he is?) iron chest charlie
(man, that n*gga trippin’) iron chest charlie

[verse 3: lil phat]
i told you on them shoes that lil phat really ’bout gun play
i rep my you’s two by two, i’m the dumb way
sixteen, seventeen, n*gga, that’s uptown
west coast across the track, n*gga, that’s four down
b*tch you ain’t stupid, you know i keep my tooly
get the hollerin’ like boosie with this m*th*f*ckin’ uzi
say “godd*mn, won’t see me with a f*ckin’ mil”
so i guess i’ma whip you out and show charlie sh*t trill
behind my chain, i’ll shoot your f*ckin’ face in
and rub ya f*ckin’ back in with this f*ckin’ mac 10
kick this door in and came out with ten [?]
p*ssed on it and spit on in
now this gone to my bentley watch
i’ll take ya momma ya chern and ya b*tch too
i get somebody if i can’t get you
i’m a animal, i like to split to
i get somebody if i can’t split you

- 3 deep lyrics

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