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risk yo life, pt. 2 - d2thajxint lyrics

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[chorus]
n*ggas wanna risk they life, we can go shot for shot
pull up on that n*gga masked up and make his block hot
when we catch him lackin we gon’ make his body f*ckin’ drop
me and my n*ggas chasing chip, ain’t worried bout a f*ckin’ thot
n*ggas wanna risk they life, we can go shot for shot
pull up on that n*gga masked up and make his block hot
when we catch him lackin we gon’ make his body f*ckin’ drop
me and my n*ggas chasing chip, ain’t worried bout a f*ckin’ thot

[verse 1]
ain’t worried bout a f*ckin’ thot, n*gga we chasing chip (money)
if i catch a stupid n*gga lackin he gon’ get f*ckin’ hit
call the ambulance, cause that n*gga finna get f*ckin’ stripped
if a n*gga try to play me, he gon’ get socked in his f*ckin’ sh*t
chasing after that bag, don’t know of a budget
a n*gga must not want his chain when he see me, he didn’t tuck it
f*ck friеnds, i’m a mob like the last man
all my n*ggas chasing that bag, we got hugе plans
aye turn this sh*t up n*gga, this finna be a f*ckin’ hit (fire)
if we see the johnnies pull up, then we gon’ f*ckin’ dip (wee woo)
you can call me chris the way i’m finna rock a n*gga sh*t
n*ggas can’t f*ck with me, i’m the motherf*ckin’ joint b*tch

[chorus]
n*ggas wanna risk they life, we can go shot for shot
pull up on that n*gga masked up and make his block hot
when we catch him lackin we gon’ make his body f*ckin’ drop
me and my n*ggas chasing chip, ain’t worried bout a f*ckin’ thot
n*ggas wanna risk, they life, we can go shot for shot
pull up on that n*gga masked up and make his block hot
when we catch him lackin, we gon’ make his body f*ckin’ drop (b*tch)
me and my n*ggas chasing chip, ain’t worried bout a f*ckin’ thot (aye)
[verse 2]
n*ggas wanna risk they life, we can go tit for tat
squabble up or shut up, you can really get your chain sn*tched
n*ggas can’t f*ck with me, they already know i’m really like that
223’s would hit your block up, yeah you can’t fight that
you n*ggas is really hoes, don’t speak on my name
i’m ballin’ on the court like i’m at a championship game (swish)
n*ggas try to drag my name through mud, cause they know they ain’t gang (h*ll nah)
they say they family, but they can never understand my f*ckin’ pain
pop his ass, leave his body in the f*ckin’ street (b*tch)
on the gang, lil n*gga you can’t f*ck with us, we totin heats
murk a n*gga, ain’t no witness, we gon’ flee the scene
223’s and mac 11’s gon put his ass to f*ckin’ sleep

[chorus]
n*ggas wanna risk they life, we can go shot for shot
pull up on that n*gga, masked up and make his block hot
when we catch him lackin we gon’ make his body f*ckin’ drop
me and my n*ggas chasing chip, ain’t worried bout a f*ckin’ thot
n*ggas wanna risk, they life, we can go shot for shot
pull up on that n*gga, masked up and make his block hot
when we catch him lackin we gon’ make his body f*ckin’ drop
me and my n*ggas chasing sh*t been worried bout a f*ckin’ thot

[outro]
b*tch ass n*gga, stop playin wit me n*gga
chasing after that bag, you feel me
joint sh*t

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