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letra de relax - champ1k

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[chorus]
they throwing shots
im throwing ten back
i’m tryna be yo plug
i just sold ten bags
nah we ain’t in love
she need to relax
she drive a benz
i throw the glock in her c-class
how you got opps
but at the same time
this n-gga cool with everybody
ride with my dawg til the wheels fall off
and we whipping a big body
they hate me
they having pressure
about a b-tch probably
pour up lean
i told the doctor i got a cough problem
i don’t want no green
ain’t no i in team
i got racks in amiri jeans
ar-15 came with a beam
wipe his whole team
i make em young dro
shoulder lean
might sn-tch yo hoe
and makе her cream

[verse 1]
am i wrong ?
no i can not be your man
mе and the champ poppin again
im throwing bands
i got her dancing to my song
i can’t let no treesh get my time
i rock a rollie for the time
n-ggas claim they know me all the time
but
n-ggas don’t know me
went to la im ballin like kobe
24 and the clip is loaded
when i’m all in the court
they can’t hold me
ain’t no talking that sh-t
gotta show me
understand us
have my young n-ggas
shootin on camera
sh-ttin on em like i need pamper
we run this sh-t
from new york to atlanta

[chorus]
they throwing shots
im throwing ten back
i’m tryna be yo plug
i just sold ten bags
nah we ain’t in love
she need to relax
she drive a benz
i throw the glock in her c-class
how you got opps
but at the same time
this n-gga cool with everybody
ride with my dawg til the wheels fall off
and we whipping a big body
they hate me
they having pressure
about a b-tch probably
pour up lean
i told the doctor i got a cough problem
i don’t want no green
ain’t no i in team
i got racks in amiri jeans
ar-15 came with a beam
wipe his whole team
i make em young dro
shoulder lean
might sn-tch yo hoe
and make her cream

[verse 2]
i woke up ballin on a b-tch n-gga
r.i.p kobe
30 my glock 30 my pockets
everything loaded
left out my spot with this choppa on full
now it’s on e
can’t worry bout what f-ck n-gga say bout me
im in the streets
i stand on business and imma playa
im from the east
im in the foreign might switch up the ride
and spin in a jeep
hop in that field
and step with my guys
i don’t need no cleats
and i know i’m prayin for a load
pray for a load

[chorus]
they throwing shots
im throwing ten back
tryna be a plug
i just sold ten bags
and we ain’t in love
she need to relax
she drive a benz
i throw the glock in her c-class
how you got opps
but at the same time
them n-ggas cool with everybody
ride with my dawg til the wheels fall off
and we whipping a big body
they hate me
they having pressure
pour up lean
i told the doctor i got a cough problem
i don’t want no green
i got racks in amiri jeans
ar-15 came with a beam
i make em young dro
shoulder lean
might sn-tch yo hoe
and make her cream

- champ1k

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