Chrome

It makes homies crazy when you locked in cells and all alone
Been in jail for 13 months I finally got my ticket home
We just cool at Kwood park, got 3 missed calls on my phone
Don't get too close to my killers, know we like to tote our chrome
When I was a youngin' I was crashing at my uncle's house
Used to run from opps but now my team done went and scared 'em out
Saw a pussy boy across the block, won't let him hang around
So I told 'em open wide and then I sent 4 bullets in his mouth

We got Vans, Cats, SRT's, Goons
If you fucking with my team you'll hear my Glock go boom
When the clock hits twelve my shottas all know what to do
We gon' roll around your block you best not make a move
Fuck O'Block, we rep Baton Rouge, I'm smoking on that Von Pack
I been sipping liters just to mother fuckin' relax
Load up in the car you know I ain't forgetting my strap
Saw an opp outside my whip we popped a cap in his ass

It makes homies crazy when you locked in cells and all alone
Been in jail for 13 months I finally got my ticket home
We just cool at Kwood park, got 3 missed calls on my phone
Don't get too close to my killers, know we like to tote our chrome
When I was a youngin' I was crashing at my uncle's house
Used to run from opps but now my team done went and scared 'em out
Saw a pussy boy across the block, won't let him hang around
So I told 'em open wide and then I sent 4 bullets in his mouth

My Momma worked so hard to feed me, I hoped to pay her back, some day
My neck always froze this shit be looking like a fucking ice tray
I be chilling inside the crib just counting cash that I made
I got .223's and ARP's I'm on a fucking rampage
Take the mask off of my face, ain't afraid to walk him down
I don't hire pussy bitches 'cause they always pussy out
If you play with us your white ass is gonna get knocked off
I just went and fucked his mom, he got mad but it's his fault

It makes homies crazy when you locked in cells and all alone
Been in jail for 13 months I finally got my ticket home
We just cool at Kwood park, got 3 missed calls on my phone
Don't get too close to my killers, know we like to tote our chrome
When I was a youngin' I was crashing at my uncle's house
Used to run from opps but now my team done went and scared 'em out
Saw a pussy boy across the block, won't let him hang around
So I told 'em open wide and then I sent 4 bullets in his mouth



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