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chris - dwillspazzout lyrics

this is dwillspazzout
circagang 47

[verse 1: dwillspazzout]
ten*inch arp, dis’ got some kick to it, run up on me, he gon’ spill out his fluids
watchin’ his step, tryna see how he movin’, scope on the stick, got me locked, i ain’t losin’
spanish b*tch know im fin” shoot me a movie, hit a b*tch now she inna’ lyft
catch him outside he get hit with four*fifth, he don’t got his stick so now we usin’ fists
jump out the v, let it sing like temptations, heard they tryna’ ball tellem send the location
shooters on deck, yeah they in a formation, up that pole ain’t no hesitation
beam on his head, give him meditation
ask “what happened?” ain’t no explanation, (frrt..frrt…ask “what happened?” ain’t no.. hold on)
beam on his back, got him runnin’ like ricky
ain’t totin’ 30, this jawn’ a 50
got a drum on the stick, so i get the switchy
countin’ money, now my palms itchy
got the location, we coming quickly
he out of bounds, now we dumpin’ 50
run up on me, that’s real risky
when i up that pole, it ain’t no safety

why they hate me, like my name chris?
play wit’ the gang, you get turned to a vic’
play wit’ the gang you get turned to a..(frrt)
play wit’ the gang, you get turned to a vic’
(to a vic’)
long live ceasar
this is dwillspazzout
circagang 47

- dwillspazzout lyrics

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