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762 - babychiefdoit lyrics

[intro]
(sl!ckda3rd, let’s go crazy)
slatt, gang, gang

[chorus]
uh, i ain’t gon’ lie, all of you n*gga gon’ die for chasin’ that sh*t (for chasin’ that sh*t)
spin this b*tch at your own risk, better learn how to drive or we bakin’ that b*tch (baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)
slatt, why would i go buy jewelry, n*gga? i could go take that sh*t (i could take that sh*t)
that n*gga think he invincible, better he ain’t never got hit with a drac’ and a switch (baow, baow)
d*mn, it’s so much sh*t that i wanna say, but i can’t even do it (i can’t even do it)
usually mind my business, but why the f*ck he got a gun? he ain’t even gon’ use it (like, why in the f*ck?)
i’m not a rapper, b*tch, i am a poet, listen, this sh*t therapeutic (baow)
spin on who, n*gga, spin on what? i wouldn’t recommend it, don’t be stupid (uh, uh, uh, baow)

[verse]
he ain’t nevеr got hit with a drac’ and a switch (baow, baow)
that’s ’cause he ain’t met us, hе must don’t know, 7.62’ll go through a brick (go through a, through a brick)
kick her right out my spot, i ain’t even wanna hit after that b*tch pulled out a nick’ (murder)
what the f*ck i’ma do with a lil’*ass seventeen shots in a glock? b*tch, pass me the clips
vec’, i don’t want sh*t but a check, cruisin’ the streets with a drac’ and a tec (boaw, baow)
he keep braggin’ about his b*tch, she thick, but the face look just like shrek
uh, babychief do it the best, the youngest og, i am a vet’
they ask me where i’ma be in a year, in a big*ass crib, havin’ lots of s*x (you know that, you know that, you know that, you know that, okay)
7.62, 7.6— (brr, baow, baow, baow, baow, ah)
your ass gon’ get hit with a 7.62 (baow, baow, baow)
b*tch, uh, he ain’t never got hit with a drac’ and a switch (okay)
[chorus]
uh, i ain’t gon’ lie, all of you n*gga gon’ die for chasin’ that sh*t (baow, baow, baow, baow)
spin this b*tch at your own risk, better learn how to drive or we bakin’ that b*tch (or we bakin’ that b*tch)
slatt, why would i go buy jewelry, n*gga? i could go take that sh*t
that n*gga think he invincible, better he ain’t never got hit with a drac’ and a switch (with a drac’ and a switch)
d*mn, it’s so much sh*t that i wanna say, but i can’t even do it (can’t even do it)
usually mind my business, but why the f*ck he got a gun? he ain’t even gon’ use it (like, why in the f*ck?)
i’m not a rapper, b*tch, i am a poet, listen, this sh*t therapeutic (okay)
spin on who, n*gga, spin on what? i wouldn’t recommend it, don’t be stupid (don’t be dumb)

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