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lirik lagu uncle – israel! & cto chop

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[intro]
ayo, israel, play that sh*t back*back*back*back

[chorus: wavehi]
my soul feel like a hunch, yo (boom*bap)
imagine this sh*t,like untold (untold)
i’m a place to the bag, like uncle (bet, bet)
when it comes to a ho, i don’t trust, no (i don’t trust)
my soul feel like a hunch, yo (boom*bap)
imagine this sh*t,like untold (untold)
i’m a place to the bag, like uncle (bet, bet)
when it comes to a ho, i don’t trust, no (i don’t trust)

[verse 1: wherei$mez & cto chop]
yeah, n*gga talkin’ sh*t, quite the awfully, b*tch, n*gga
jump on my d*ck, she gon’ look like stitch
how i leave a n*gga faceless from a smith & wesson, b*tch, n*gga
hahahaha, yo, lil’ bro, i put you inside a stove, uh
can’t cope, the simple fact you are slow, um
you don’t know, will i be a friend (nuh*uh*uh) or foe? (uh)
dеadshot, will shoot a n*gga, head top
red dot, i keep bazooka for dead cops
last stop bеfore i put you in ground, boy
might be the only method in town, boy
most likely the clues, n*gga, are wrong, boy (ah)
chop in my pocket, i’m a steak full of heroin
i don’t ever f*ck (what?) ’cause i’m way beyond a demon (yuh)
do i know my broke n*gga? no, ’cause this is the time (yuh, ayy)
[verse 2: cto chop]
we makin’ movies, i stay with the toolie (woo)
yo’ grandma latina (woo), she makin’ me smoothies (woo)
i stew on my dough, be like charlie and snoopy (yuh)
i bring out the chopstick (ayy), it finna make sushi (yuh)
these rappers act tough, but they actually fruity (woo)
my girl’s organic, and yours got no booty
i walk in the b00by trap, where are the b00bies? (boo)
i just see wavehi playin’ (boo) call of duty (boo)
i call up a cutie (yuh), no h0m*, he (ayy) walk past the camera, i put it in slo*mo
nah, i’m playin’, or maybe i’m not (what did he say?) ayy
pull up, i air out yo’ spot (spot)
i just be slidin’ a lot, like i’m slippery rocks (buh, buh*buh*buh)
but you know that i keep me a mop (yuh)
he said that he in love with his girl, but she hangin’ around me
and now she with cto chop (skrrt)
i clearly got baddies, they stay in the bas*m*nt, uh
choppa, it give ’em a facelift, uh
if he don’t get in the kitchen and make me (yuh) a sandwich, i get a replacement (ayy), uh (yuh)
that was a joke (my d*ck is hard)
i treat women with respect and i make my own (woo) sandwiches

[verse 3: cto chop]
yuh (woo), yeah
d*ck up in her petal (ayy)
oughta chill, like freddle
b*tch, i love my choppa, like i’m runnin’ (yeah) out a little
goodwill, i’ma knot it, now it remind me of a skittle (yeah)
ballin’ every bomber (yeah), now they know my symbol (ayy)
try my pickle
n*ggas change up (huh?) like naco (woah)
slide to yo’ crib, no whistle (yuh)
my dome metal, like brando (yeah)
f*ck with a n*gga, switch faction clans
that’s not a gun, n*gga, that’s my thang
bought her neck, on my twilight sh*t (ayy)
stay on top, better watch yo’ back
lettuce on my pistol, and i name it “big mac” (heh)
car got gas, you still sit back (back)
on the net, won’t choose my at (ayy)
talk up a lot of sh*t, let her pay no badge
like mcqueen, b*tch, i go so fast (uh)
[chorus: wavehi]
my soul feel like a hunch, yo (boom*bap)
imagine this sh*t,like untold (untold)
i’m a place to the bag, like uncle (bet, bet)
when it comes to a ho, i don’t trust, no (i don’t trust)
my soul feel like a hunch, yo (boom*bap)
imagine this sh*t,like untold (untold)
i’m a place to the bag, like uncle (bet, bet)
when it comes to a ho, i don’t trust, no (i don’t trust)

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