Chef dreds – Griselda Records lyrics

Lyrics Chef dreds – Griselda Records

Chef dreads lyrics
Hangin out the Royce with the Russian (Doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot)
Everybody duckin only five niggas got hit f**k it
Halos over Palm Angels watch for Lucifer (Ah)
I had the beam on the Draco lunching (Doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot)
Dumpin I threw the barrel at your pumpkin (Brr)
Puffin gelato chillin givin game to my youngin
I told him that this s**t don t come you gotta want it
And have that money back on time to me if I front it ah (Let s go)
I pull that gun up you slippin you better run it
Shells those feel like oatmeal they sit in your stomach (Ah)
I came home and let back niggas biddin them numbers (Free my niggas)
I m thinkin about which block that I m killin this summer
Ayo Dior rockin .357 to your throat popper (Boom boom boom boom boom)
He had to lay low the streets watchin
Two different color duct tapes I bet that s**t got cut
My s**t swimmin made two to five now we winnin
Catch me on the yard greased up waves spinnin
CO knockin at my cell price on the linen
Look you know the wheels got the big Bs (Uh huh)
The wrist freeze diamonds dancin like Chris Breeze (Hahaha)
3500 my sneakers you can t get these
After I nut I made the b***h leave (Get out b***h)
You know my wrist mean I double up if the brick clean (Let s go)
But now I get that for a sixteen
Ah and I spend it like this dope from lotto
SIG throwin hollows bullets big as a Corona bottle (Brr)
It cost twenty bands for a convo
My niggas all Capos last time I cooked up I wore a poncho (Ah)
Pullin up on your broad pronto (What s poppin ?)
I fucked her once she hit me the next day but the call blocked though
Ayo all my jewels on I m in the two seater with the roof gone (Skrt)
Bushmaster with the Raf straps knock your shoes off (Doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot)
Air hole TEC blew off no screw off versuri-lyrics.info
Headshot up close his Just Don blew off (Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom)
I pull the coupe off with two bitches in my new loft (Vroom)
Diamond tennis chains VVSs and a new cross
Bring your biggest gun n***a we can have a shoot-off (Ha)
Only hit three niggas but s**t I knocked two off (Brr)
We the upper echelon of the hard rappers
The most sought-after bar after bar after bar after
Bar we raw like the soft of the traffic
N***a got out of pocket and my dawg clapped him (Ah boom boom boom)
We the hardest til I m laid in a coffin (Ah)
I never trade on the squadron
Came with a forklift ah we made niggas bosses
Doin it from the stage to the faucet
They know we the hardest I hit valet and they parked it uh (Uh huh)
They want the wave like a dolphin
What gangster is you talkin ? We don t play we on offense
Stick you and throw your chains in the garbage
They know we the hardest (Let s go) use your brain before they torch it
Lock and load and aim for the target
My niggas the hardest (Let s gooo)

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