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letra de christian dior - ch4ser

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(kuurt man, you crazy.)

[chorus] ch4ser

christian dior, she’s matching my drip
bro got knicked with a rambo, so he got hold of the fl!cks
my chick got the sweetest drip out ‘ere tell the b-tch don’t slip
and then we get ‘round with loaded clips, we just spent racks so the boy dere p-ssed, so the boy dere p-ssed

christian dior, she’s matching my drip
bro got knicked with a rambo, so he got hold of the fl!cks
my chick got the sweetest drip out ‘ere tell the b-tch don’t slip
and then we get ‘round with loaded clips, we just spent racks so the boy dere p-ssed, so the boy dere p-ssed

[verse 1] patz

i had the dot-dot in my nike rucksack
unzip my bag and squeeze on waps
i know they didn’t think i would’ve made it slap
the cl!ck-back too strong could’ve broke my hand
same way could’ve broke it bagging up grams
and hit the high road with grub in my pants
h-llo kitty, talking to cats
they don’t know about half the hours i’ve mashed
i done said you can’t beef with my set
3 got-got, your boy’s dead
still get round for the disrespect
and i pray to god this shank don’t bend
and bro hopped out the hybrid, try knife him
i don’t know why these yutes love hiding, hiding
but ain’t on no ridings, pop this door
hear bow, left right and pause
haych rise and squeeze, press it
watch how it spreads and sneeze
don’t stop, you better not freeze
cah i got lead will itch at your head like fleas
cl!ck-clack, hold corn for free
this is the life that we live on streets
ducking man down with my 5 x 3
or kicking down doors to the trap to eat
[chorus] ch4ser

christian dior, she’s matching my drip
bro got knicked with a rambo, so he got hold of the fl!cks
my chick got the sweetest drip out ‘ere tell the b-tch don’t slip
and then we get ‘round with loaded clips, we just spent racks so the boy dere p-ssed, so the boy dere p-ssed

christian dior, she’s matching my drip
bro got knicked with a rambo, so he got hold of the fl!cks
my chick got the sweetest drip out ‘ere tell the b-tch don’t slip
and then we get ‘round with loaded clips, we just spent racks so the boy dere p-ssed, so the boy dere p-ssed

[verse 2] ch4ser

look, insert card, load it, i load that

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