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letra de flare - chino racks

[intro]
(shot by x press)
ayo bros, what the f-ck i told you was gon’ do to these n-ggas
(huncho)
(stop playing around with these n-ggas man)
(alright say no more, we down)
(shut the f-ck up with that sh-t)
ahhhhh
i’m on the block with my –
like, i’m on the block with my hittas
no, i could never be –
no, i could never be scared
tell us to slide, you know that we –

[chorus]
i’m on the block with my hittas
no, i could never be scared
tell us to slide and you know that we there
he better run when i –
like, he better run when i (fah-fah-fah)
he better run when i flarec
gave us the addy, but they wasn’t there
opp thot let me f-ck up her hair
know imma cl!ck, so you better not dare
used to be cool with the courts, now we kicking they chair
{?} be the reason i cl!ck that gun, they wasn’t there (worda my deads)
[verse 1]
i ain’t cuffin no b-tch, that can’t hold my knock
after making it flare, you can’t move scared
they asking questions, i wasn’t there
he not a oota, just look at his stance
let me go broke, and i’m pushing them plants
totin this knock, she still wanna dance
dissing the dead, they don’t spin for they mans
wvttz gon tweak, when he spin off a zanz
spin thru 40, and back when we land
car move funny, shoot up the van
rule number one, if the opps gon {?}, shoot with ya
rule number one, if the opps gon {?}, shoot with ya mans
sh-t crazy, he was just up on the block
(smoking g-pop, he was just talking bout how you don’t play about deady, so tell me, how the f-ck is he chilling with n-ggas that’s smoking my deads?)

[chorus]
i’m on the block with my hittas
no, i could never be scared
tell us to slide and you know that we there
he better run when i –
like, he better run when i (fah-fah-fah)
he better run when i flare
gave us the addy, but they wasn’t there
opp thot let me f-ck up her hair
know imma cl!ck, so you better not dare
used to be cool with the courts, now we kicking they chair
{?} be the reason i cl!ck that gun, they wasn’t there
[verse 2]
i took a trip to they side, with the d’s on the block
i said please don’t do it, ima still do it
i need a mission complete, boy i can’t move hot
i get mad and just do what i do, ain’t no telling me stop
they smoking my deads, why the f-ck would i box?
better ask {?}, i go dumb with the knocks
before all the rap, i was pushing them rocks
they tell us to chill with the sh-t that we say in our songs
we dumping the {?}, f-ck it, we still on the block
why would i get on my bop?
trust for my bop (f-ck, skeeee)
when i know that they f-cking the block (skeeee)
tell brodie to get em, i know that he shot (worda bro)
tell brodie to get em, i know that he –
tell brodie to get em, i know that he (fah-fah-fah-fah-fah)

- chino racks

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