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Yeah, King Chip up on the ho Fresh about the liquor store Swaging, if you didn't know Yeah, I bet them bitches known Throw a nigga straight about the hood on Wikipedia King Chip, fucking lonely up in the media Straight up out the ghetto with the knowledge of an oracle Most these rap niggers and some ho's, it's how the story go Up until age 19, I was very '. Started at selling raps, ' about the ghetto folks St. Clair Ave, that's where you get your head buzz Seen a lot of shit, but when I was young I never said much Only if I knew you, would I be all on some cool shit Seen a lot of my niggas dead on the pool pit I could get my hands on the blam in a heartbeat Only when you had your fear of death, do you start beef I'd seen some niggas, getting hundred like some fucking get Wonder why I have no heart, that's all I known for all my years Niggas don't make it out my hood, don't know rap shit Therefore, I am legend, living fantastic If you roll a nice one, motherfucker pass it! Light my air max up before you drop the casket. Yeah, king chip! If you roll a nice one, motherfucker pass it Light my air max up before you drop the casket! SongtexteGLC, the airs on mister visionary See my face next to his, I'm in the dictionary! These pussy ass lames they just can't compare me My bitches don't complain when they got a Chevy. I was 16 when I got a Chevy, Came up from a pat to a fucking heavy Gospel, talk to apostles What you know, and who that shit and fuck like' I know, the truth about you goofy niggas (what?) Holding niggas balls, y'all some groupie niggas Flexing definition, ride' niggas I'll be manifesting' sushi, nigga Cool out, that same shit I rule out Chip got it cracking out in Cleveland, so I flew out Got these hoes going down low, like a' out I'm about that money and the power, what is you about! I'm balling' just like John Walk Bitch, call me the wizard! Couple years before, you know a nigga had that wizard White T from the corner store was my shizard Breaking angles, cross serve, I know that' Fresh from the' smell the things while I was chilling I was smoking Kush up in the hotels in Michigan Where you think I came from? Lil niggas passing town When you hear G speak, hurry up, All we do is cash checks, I'll be in them'Jacks Ten in the rubber banks, no less, I need 90 packs Blend up an old nigga, tell the ' is fully you What's your point dumb ass? You ain't never try to shoot! Niggas saying' play something' Pussy niggas, what your bet? nigga, I don't need a price. I keep it' nigga, but it's weekend Ship said it got it popping, quit traffic, Clevland! Oh! Light my air, light my air bags up before you Light my air bags up before you Light my air bags up before you Light the casket! Light my air bags Light my air bags Aus Songtexte Mania