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letra de risk yo life, pt. 2 - d2thajxint

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[chorus]
n-ggas wanna risk they life, we can go shot for shot
pull up on that n-gga masked up and make his block hot
when we catch him lackin we gon’ make his body f-ckin’ drop
me and my n-ggas chasing chip, ain’t worried bout a f-ckin’ thot
n-ggas wanna risk they life, we can go shot for shot
pull up on that n-gga masked up and make his block hot
when we catch him lackin we gon’ make his body f-ckin’ drop
me and my n-ggas chasing chip, ain’t worried bout a f-ckin’ thot

[verse 1]
ain’t worried bout a f-ckin’ thot, n-gga we chasing chip (money)
if i catch a stupid n-gga lackin he gon’ get f-ckin’ hit
call the ambulance, cause that n-gga finna get f-ckin’ stripped
if a n-gga try to play me, he gon’ get socked in his f-ckin’ sh-t
chasing after that bag, don’t know of a budget
a n-gga must not want his chain when he see me, he didn’t tuck it
f-ck friеnds, i’m a mob like the last man
all my n-ggas chasing that bag, we got hugе plans
aye turn this sh-t up n-gga, this finna be a f-ckin’ hit (fire)
if we see the johnnies pull up, then we gon’ f-ckin’ dip (wee woo)
you can call me chris the way i’m finna rock a n-gga sh-t
n-ggas can’t f-ck with me, i’m the motherf-ckin’ joint b-tch

[chorus]
n-ggas wanna risk they life, we can go shot for shot
pull up on that n-gga masked up and make his block hot
when we catch him lackin we gon’ make his body f-ckin’ drop
me and my n-ggas chasing chip, ain’t worried bout a f-ckin’ thot
n-ggas wanna risk, they life, we can go shot for shot
pull up on that n-gga masked up and make his block hot
when we catch him lackin, we gon’ make his body f-ckin’ drop (b-tch)
me and my n-ggas chasing chip, ain’t worried bout a f-ckin’ thot (aye)
[verse 2]
n-ggas wanna risk they life, we can go tit for tat
squabble up or shut up, you can really get your chain sn-tched
n-ggas can’t f-ck with me, they already know i’m really like that
223’s would hit your block up, yeah you can’t fight that
you n-ggas is really hoes, don’t speak on my name
i’m ballin’ on the court like i’m at a championship game (swish)
n-ggas try to drag my name through mud, cause they know they ain’t gang (h-ll nah)
they say they family, but they can never understand my f-ckin’ pain
pop his ass, leave his body in the f-ckin’ street (b-tch)
on the gang, lil n-gga you can’t f-ck with us, we totin heats
murk a n-gga, ain’t no witness, we gon’ flee the scene
223’s and mac 11’s gon put his ass to f-ckin’ sleep

[chorus]
n-ggas wanna risk they life, we can go shot for shot
pull up on that n-gga, masked up and make his block hot
when we catch him lackin we gon’ make his body f-ckin’ drop
me and my n-ggas chasing chip, ain’t worried bout a f-ckin’ thot
n-ggas wanna risk, they life, we can go shot for shot
pull up on that n-gga, masked up and make his block hot
when we catch him lackin we gon’ make his body f-ckin’ drop
me and my n-ggas chasing sh-t been worried bout a f-ckin’ thot

[outro]
b-tch ass n-gga, stop playin wit me n-gga
chasing after that bag, you feel me
joint sh-t

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