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letra de free el chapo - blood money

[intro: blood money]
(go crazy)
woah, no way
el chapo, chapo, el chapo (free chapo, baby)
el chapo, free falcon, n-gga (chapo, free capo, squad, n-gga)
el chapo, i mean (woah), i mean y’all fly i was (grieselda blanco, give me a line of that ’cause, woah)
free el chapo (i been there, i did this sh-t, n-gga, y’all where i were)
chapo, r.i.p pablo, chapo, pablo, chapo on foenem grave

[chorus: blood money]
free el chapo (f-ck y’all on though?)
chapo, chapo, chapo (i’m big glo, baby)
chapo (i’m tweakin’ that way it f-ckin’ up chapo)
el chapo, chapo (i’ll chop a n-gga up, turn him to taco)
chapo, chapo (i’m f-ckin’ up the floor, baby)
squad, look, chapo
[verse 1: blood money]
i’m el chapo (chapo), k!ll a n-gga dead ’bout my guapo (guap)
run up on him, turn him to a taco (taco, aye, b-tch, haha)
b-tch, i’m el chapo (chapo), and i won’t go to jail, got that guap, hoe (i got that guap hoe)
aye, i know where the guap at (i know where the guap at)
aye, they trippin’, where my mop at? (where my mops at?)
aye, b-tch, i’m el chapo (el chapo)
i’m sellin’ coke, i ain’t ’bout that (i ain’t ’bout that)
aye, walk away from me (away from blood)
my favortie expression say (what it say, blood?)
“don’t play with me” (“don’t play with me”, no way, b-tch)
’cause i got mac 11 (mac 11), ak47 stay with me (ak47 stay with me)
look, i got a mansion in the hill (in the hill), a bunch of bad b-tches stay with me (a bunch of bad b-tches stay with me, i mean, look)

[chorus: blood money]
el chapo (el chapo), chapo, big glo baby
chapo, chapo, chapo, hahaha, el chapo (d-mn)
free chapo (big glo), free chapo ‘fore we come and get him (el guapo, and f-ck up sh-t, woah)
chapo, el chapo, chapo, chapo, chapo, chapo, chapo, chapo (woah)
el chapo, el chapo, chapo, free chapo, free chapo, b-tch
turn him to a taco

[verse 2: pun]
glizzy comin’ banger, stop that fu singin’
when it’s a rain, they comin’ close with them bangs
got me stuffin’ my gang, call me straight to your lane
barried body no bangs ’cause i know they hangs, bowls stuffed in they clans
mary fits to they family, real migo my family
send ’em straight to my men, mixin’ coke with the hen’
cluckers see me, they dance, bullets flyin’, no chance
did it all for the bands, i flood it all to j-pan
got them bottles on my back, tryna see where i be at
but i keep a stash, ain’t no revealin’ that
won’t tolerate no rats, f-ck is my lawyer at?
“gotta get out of this trap”, don’t let them b-tches tell you that
[chorus: blood money]
free el chapo, chapo, chapo, chapo, chapo
free chapo, free el chapo, chapo, chapo (i mean big glo and i pull yo badge)
chapo, chapo, free el chapo and i will not forget that guap though
it’s cool, i’m some g-ngb-ngin’ ass
it’s cool, woah, el chapo, chapo, free chapo

[outro: blood money]
i mean, i pray they free that n-gga, man
he more important that obama b-tch ass, y’all tweakin’
free chapo, woah, chapo

- blood money

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