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letra de chok3 - lazy3x

[intro: lazy3x]
[?] on my coat
yo diamonds they billy dancin [?]
and my n-ggas they whip the static they gone go
and my n-gga [?] grab the ratchet then i blow
cookin that crack right there in the mall
and i’m in the field i’m feelin like [?]
[?] i’m gone dunk on that hoe
and i’m shootin like [?] if that n-gga want smoke
and i blow on no [?] i blow on no smoke
hollow tip hit his throat make him choke

[all right i get it]
[i mean uh come inside make yourself at home]

[verse 1: lazy3x]
lil shawty she bop
she all on my d-ck cause i get to her back
the glock with the d-ck man the choppas [?]
rip [?] when i’m walkin with [?]
[?] and i’m smokin on gas
and i’m with yo boo and she throwin it back
and i count up the blues when i get to a bag
she built like a [?] she built like a fan
i walk in the [?] throwin bands
and i just be switchin lanes in thе [?]
if he runnin his mouth then we spittin his [?}
that n-gga not dеad we shootin again
i stay with the rocket jeremy lin
i pull up and pop him hear me then
i pull up in foreign stirrin the whip
i from the streets stir the sh-t
hop out with the strap
evacuate
[?] birth aid not with yo first aid
the choppa [?] mix it with minute maid
shawty a thot cannot f-ck with no bae
sniffin on white i’m sniffin the cocaine
i’m feelin the hype b-tch i’m feelin ok
choppa got kick just like olay
i’m sippin that drank b-tch sip with the oj
i’m k!llin these b-tches i’m feelin like o.j
that n-gga run up he dyin today
that n-gga a bug spray him like rae
it’s personal sp-ce i’m invadin sp-ce
walk down home invasion
that’s not my biz that’s not relation
i watch him bakin cut like bacon
i up the glizzy [?]
that n-gga 50 that n-gga switchin
that n-gga barkin n-gga b-tchin
these n-ggas snakes i hear em hissin
my diamonds gold hear them p-ssin
i had em pop just to p-ss em
one shot i ain’t missin
2 plots 2 shots turn that boy to 2 pots
foreign drop countin knox
i just f-cked like 2 thots
i’m f-ckin that b-tch and i’m countin this guap
he talkin my money like n-gga what’s up
and shawty she want me she know that i’m up
i pull up on [?]
[?] right there in the drop
i got a tool i got a mop
i pull up on [?] i drop the top
b-tch on that b-tch she give me top
[verse 2: lazy3x]
n-gga want juice [?]
hop out with the tool then i get to dumpin
not talkin too much cause i bought the pumpin
big ar get caught like a pumpkin
i’m leavin a scar right shoot at his m-ffin
and i’m shootin from far no need a discussion
and i shoot up his car like where are you goin?
and i flex on these n-ggas not feelin like [?]
and you don’t got no [?] these n-ggas be buggin
that n-gga [?]
i hop on the tec it’s sprayin like lotion
b-tch i got a clique better get with the motion
and i got a strap but don’t got a motion
[?]
she givin me neck that lil b-tch she throwin it
and i pull out the draco lil shawty she showin it
and i’m fly as a jet when i walk in that bih
and i up on the tec [?]
i’m with a b-tch and she givin me lip
but i got a [?] so don’t open your lip
i pull up on clique i’m takin his chips
designer my kicks i’m rockin that [?]
and i got the gas [?]
put him in a bag then imma zip
but i got a bad b-tch in my whip
and i’m on my trap sh-t then i whip
[?] with the bl!ck
then we get the [?] hammer or we bliss
jeans they saggin cause i’m rich
and i get a [?]
i’m f-ckin that thot when i’m on a roll
i pull up the drop when i pull up the [?]
and shawty a [?] she outta control
but i’m on my slime we wipin his nose
but my diamonds they ice i almost caught a cold
[?] on my coat
yo diamonds they billy dancin [?]
and my n-ggas they whip the static they gone go
and my n-gga [?] grab the ratchet then i blow
cookin that crack right there in the mall
and i’m in the field i’m feelin like [?]
[?] i’m gone dunk on that hoe
and i’m shootin like [?] if that n-gga want smoke
and i blow on no [?] i blow on no smoke
hollow tip hit his throat make him choke
[prodigal]

- lazy3x

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