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letra de cheddar cheese - goldenboy countup

[intro]
(yarri)
golden, n-gga
uh
i just pulled up on that big sh-t, n-gga
know what i’m sayin’?
icy as f-ck
big stick on me, you know what i mean?
n-gga, pretty lil’ b-tch

[verse 1]
uh, bust down these p’s, n-gga, bust down this ice
i told them, “you keep spendin’, i’ma take down this price”
old cheddar cheese eatin’-ass n-gga hang with mice
n-gga got a couple n-ggas up the road doing life
n-gga, i took off with this rap so i can stay off them crackers’ radar
and my lil’ shooter shootin’ threes like reggie miller on the pacers
i just razor cut the dope with my nail, f-ck a razor
n-gga, if we was in the nineties, golden’d have ten pagers
n-gga, i met the plug sniffin’ sand at the taco stand
told papi, “n-gga, i got them bands, you just bring ‘еm in”
told cuh, “n-gga, park the coupe, just pull up in the van”
told cuh, “fill thеm b-tches up, grab what you can”
dope boy, i can teach you n-ggas ’bout this street sh-t
golden really read n-ggas, n-gga, i really peep sh-t
golden, why the f-ck your eyes red? ’cause i don’t sleep, jit
my lil’ n-ggas’ll slime a n-gga out, they on that creep sh-t
n-gga, i got two hundred and fifty cash in that duffle bag
n-gga, you be f-ckin’ on her slow, i’ma f-ck her fast
n-gga, you be playin’ in that p-ssy, i’m hittin’ it from the back
n-gga, you tryna cuddle with that b-tch, i’m ready to send her back
shades on, chillin’ in the trap, i’m with the dope users
unc’ say he chillin’ up on pluto, he don’t know future
n-gga, you keep flaggin’ ’round this b-tch, them jits gon’ shoot you
yeah, n-gga eatin’ off them p’s, but dope gon’ boost you
every ounce leave this f-ckin’ trap bein’ calculated
cuh, you keep f-ckin’ up the dope, i’m gettin’ agitated
told lil’ bruh, “take this to my cracker, he in a black mercedes”
n-gga, i be doin’ this sh-t for real, i ain’t fabricating
n-gga, you can get a whole chicken, this like boston market
if we catch that n-gga out at target, we gon’ hit the target
labels say they got two fifty for me, well, we got a bargain
if it’s five hundred on that b-tch, well, let’s get it started
[interlude]
b-tch
n-gga
countup

[verse 2]
i’m worth a quarter in the streets, so i need a million dollars
i’ll bust this sh-t down and sell thirty for the lotto
i done stepped on like twenty n-ggas necks in these pradas
it’s a foreign baby in this b-tch, n-gga, and i’m the father
uh, how the f-ck you got all of that ice in your chain, n-gga?
it’s blood on this sh-t, on my mama, i lost my main n-gga
golden finna have real m’s, but i’m the same n-gga
‘member n-ggas talked down on me, but now they lame n-ggas

[outro]
b-tch
n-gga
golden

- goldenboy countup

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