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letra de chief rocka freestyle - pac div

[intro ? & dj drama]
yeah
big shout out to live mixtapes
yeah
can’t forget datpiff
uh uh
cannon
shout to complex magazine
check it
shouts to [?] magazine
shout the homie sway
mtv
the cannon

[verse 1 ?]
chief rocka, now throw up your sets like cheep vodca
the sneaks proper
no feet locker
your freak jockers
[?] hit so deep, her knees lock up
p-ssy is good as peach cobbler
and she good off the dome, like freestylers
unique talent
[?] laced up to keep balance
[?] don’t need stylests
baby girl, don’t worry ’bout what he [?]
my stroak [?] i be speaking in [?]
bending you, then d-cking you, then icking you
but not if it’s seafood
in the hеat of the moment, i eeps cool
outhbeach, facе diving in the clean pool
e on the top floor sweets, on the phone with my [?]
’bout to cop floor seats to the game
dang, who would’ve thought a few years back
we would cross the gloab
rocking shows with these here raps
gotta admit, i wasn’t tryna hear that
way better than working at [?]
you fell off tryna chase trends
we always [?] ’bout to get [?]
london, denmark, switzerland, france
my california accent’s getting her damp
so i [?]
yeah
you know i rocked her
yeah
’cause the [?] proper
yeah
no one’s hotter
yeah
[verse 2 ?]
picture me rolling in the s-class benz
i got no love for these n-ggas, i don’t wanna be friends
i got some boys in the pen, that got appointments to tend
[?] put some poison with pens, get your boy [?]
watch me bring it all full circle
[?] cheese burger n-ggas, let the tool work
[?] play goon, never let the [?]
n-ggas talk murk, then they go and pull urkel, it’s all commertial
it’s just rehearsal
think n-ggas wearing urple
ou crabs in the barol, [?]
[?] keep you in check, how you supposed to earn [?]
they don’t get you, it’s gon’ be the [?] from the [?]
word to the [?] i got it all figured out
[?] so my n-ggas never sitting out
you doing good if the hate come out a n-ggas’ mouth
twist they top like soda, til it fizzle out
[?]
we all shine, even homies taking pictures now
[?] this is what the foneies b-tch about
’cause we bring they b-tches out
then i smoke the [?]

[verse 3: casey veggies]
pac div, cv, it’s about that time
hold up, let me get out my rhyme
i’m a king, lil mama, welcome to my shrine
you should come to the show, gotta stand in line
get your hands up, after you pull your pants up
had [?] on me, i’m santa
with my heart on my sleve, stick out like [?]
[?] i’m giving n-ggas answers
this hip-hop, but it sound like an [?]
just last month, we was out in atlanta
up in our sections, like f-ck all that stressing
i’m the youngest in the [?] casey veggies [?]
[?] young n-gga reppin, it’s a [?] lesson
for you haters tryna test him
hustle real hard, can’t even waste a second
my n-gga need a hand, best believe i’m a bless him
i’m a bless him
[verse 4 ?]
and i’m a bless him
but don’t stress him
b-tch i’m an assh0l-, you see my rectom
you can’t catch him
hard to follow
i spit that red rum
hard to swallow
that’s what your girl’s for
that’s what she known for
i leave her throat saur
then show her the front door
we on a world tour
my n-gga cv
and yes, we do it like we doing it for tv
i run sh-t like the vp
crush n-ggas like a dt
you want heat, come and see me

- pac div

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