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lirik lagu pyrex – champ2real

i beem underrated you suckas done hated now sh*t lookin different they big mad
i step in with pippen inside of my clip and im wishing a n*gga would get bad
keep a eye on them b*tches she liking my pictures now he wanna vry for his b*tch back
bend it over touch ya knee caps
she wanna ride it like six flags
to all my supporters that stood on them corners i know yall be feelin me huh? these n*ggas ain’t real as me huh? it ain’t easy to deal with me huh?
sh*t i know and i get it
im serving these n*ggas like its a concession
when i get to steppin in any direction im watching these cowards they lookin for exits
im really not one of them n*ggas thats playin so you better watch what you say to me
quick to punch on a sucka you thought i was bluffin give n*ggas the work like a agency
when you see me in public just know that i got it i keep a bl!cky with me faithfully
they really be thinking this sh*t is a movie i promise you n*ggas ain’t taken me
they thought i fell off but b*tch im on top of it
ima keep scoring ain’t n0body stoppin it
i got a glock in my pocket be cautious i got a shot like stojokovic
little n*gga you ain’t seeing me
this sh*t really changed you n*ggas is lame i’ll take his chain like he pnv
what the f*ck is you dumb ain’t no beating me
what
1 2, mic check
i done fell asleep with the pyrex
3 4, you know
home run on the beat like pujols
5 6, suck my d*ck!
i know i be talkin that hot sh*t
im leaving these n*ggas no options
got em speaking on me when i drop sh*t
x2

what the f*ck is you thinking boy you must be drinking if you really thinking that sh*t is official
i walk with a limp got a strut like a pimp cuz the weight in my pockets from carrying pistols
i dont understand little man whats the issue?
i know that ya pockets is thinner than tissue
schooling these students no early dismissal
ducking the plug? now you ducking a missile
im unavailable you cannot reach me its only a few in my contacts
these n*ggas be fuming i find it amusing ya b*tch got the face of a wombat
its a fact they be watching me clocking me crazy no need to tell em that im back
im feeling immortal and you just a mortal i know you ain’t ready for kombat
i stay drippy like its homecoming
why you speaking like you know something?
straight to the bag dont get in my way cuz i’ll beat ya ass like you stole something
and no matter the weather i still be all over the city
you n*ggas just keepin it 50
im keepin it hundred i promise you n*ggas dont want it i’m making em sick to their stomach
enough is enough im boutta black on a n*gga i’ll slap the sh*t out of a n*gga
you wanna what? i dont even f*ck with you dog so why would i pose for a picture?!
hold down the kitchen my n*gga cuz thats how you get fried
can’t be the type to let sh*t slide
gotta catch em on the flip side if he feeling froggy let the sh*t fly
like b*tches these n*ggas be jealous
ain’t sh*t that a hater could tell us i came with some hittas deniro and pesci and if you try flexing you’ll meet them goodfellas
from a g shock to a ap
tre pound had to go thats kd
still pulling up 4 44s, jay z
play me sh*t will get dark like bigen
1 2, mic check
i done fell asleep with the pyrex
3 4, you know
home run on the beat like pujols
5 6, suck my d*ck!
i know i be talkin that hot sh*t
im leaving these n*ggas no options
got em speaking on me when i drop sh*t
x2

- champ2real

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