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letra de chase my enemies - king von & lil durk

[verse 1, king von]
what you think, von? n-gga, f-ck your team, huh?
we the ones hit your block
might miss a few times, came back like a rerun
we the ones be at the shows, ain’t never at home, but i swear you run the city, huh?
i’m the one they always’ll call when it’s time to get busy is you gon’ come or what? what? what?
’cause we don’t give a f-ck (give a f-ck)
i told them n-ggas give it up, they shouldn’t beef with us (keep it tucked)
i tried to tell ’em to be cool and not to tweak with us (not to tweak) and now it’s twenty-eight to six, thеm boys ain’t seein’ us (they ain’t seein’)
see we be slidin’ to thеm shows, we keep them heaters tucked money older than a pager, it should beep or somethin’ (beep, beep, beep)
fast cars, bad broads, i ain’t see it comin’ (i ain’t see it comin’) trackhawk, nascar, you gon’ see me comin’
[chorus, king von & lil durk]
load my .223’s
chase my enemies
i got hoes from overseas
they just roll my dope for me
diamonds make ’em notice me
hope you don’t think about pokin’ me
hope you don’t think about approaching me
he might not wake up from that dream
i’m a trenches motherf-cker, i can’t switch this sh-t
c-cky motherf-cker from 300, get my b-tch a b-tch (gang) grew up watchin’ bmf take over (yeah), free big meech and sh-t (free meech, man) on ig with the bag, they come around me on some leechin’ sh-t

[verse 2 lil durk]
i’m a ghetto motherf-cker, i was raised different (p-ssy) couldn’t get that bag from hermès store ’cause your sh-t made different (yeah, oh)
i be with some robbers who respect when i say, let ’em keep it only f-ck on b-tches who keep quiet and really keep the secret (shh)
i’m richer than all my opps together (that’s facts), plus all my blocks together (that’s facts)
i’m his bro ’cause all our hoes, we call our hoes just thot together (gang)
we in tune with you, you hang with him? y’all our opps together how you snitchin’ on a snitch, n-gga? (woo, woo, woo)
y’all some cops together (yeah), n-gga (gang)

[chorus, king von & lil durk]
load my .223’s
chase my enemies
i got hoes from overseas
they just roll my dope for me diamonds make ’em notice me hope you don’t think about pokin’ me
hope you don’t think about approaching me
he might not wake up from that dream
i’m a trenches motherf-cker, i can’t switch this sh-t c-cky motherf-cker from 300, get my b-tch a b-tch (gang)
grew up watchin’ bmf take over (yeah), free big meech and sh-t (free meech, man)
on ig with the bag, they come around me on some leechin’ sh-t

- king von lil durk

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