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letra de chingy - rappin’ mitch

[hook: deux]
i was ducked off in the street
little n-gga little n-gga no cap
got four chains n-gga no plain jane
godd-mn they love these golds in my mouth (yea)
i was ducked off in the street
little n-gga little n-gga no cap
got good brain from a bad ass dame
we love these girls in the south (yea)

[verse 1: rappin’ mitch]
hood n-gga, loud pack, that subs
mexico my contact, that’s plugs
whip the whip a whole left, no fuss
little brit want d-ck, gave shrug
in and out the in and out, letting air out
i got what a n-gga need, what you care bout
all you little n-ggas little n-gga to me
whole sleeve ice cold that drip on me
i don’t give a rock paper scissor
all flex little n-gga when i pull up
no cap, hеadband, or a hood up
four chains on a n-gga that a good look
i don’t wear it if it don’t look rich
she don’t wear it if it don’t say mitch
i’m litty in thе city when i’m through there
i’m good in every hood like i grew there
little soap in my back pocket, dealing
if we ain’t spoke in a minute we ain’t chilling
that’s real rap trap no cap
blow your lines off your motherf-cking map
i said, i don’t give a rock paper scissor
all flex little n-gga when i pull up
no cap, headband, or a hood up
four chains on a n-gga that a good look
[hook: deux]
i was ducked off in the street
little n-gga little n-gga no cap
got four chains n-gga no plain jane
godd-mn they love these golds in my mouth (yea)
i was ducked off in the street
little n-gga little n-gga no cap
got good brain from a bad ass dame
we love these girls in the south (yea)

[verse 2: og ree]
double up
i keep it cooking with a coffee pot and a hot plate
n-gga come and get this cool eight
for another fee you can f-ck kate
double up i keep it pushing
like a janitor with a broomstick
n-ggas talk that kraft bowl
but never tasted cool whip
kicking it with my famo got my feet up on his cruise ship
he say cuzo you know i’m burning bridges
i said f-ck it n-gga let’s do this
turn shark week into shark month
nah f-ck that n-gga shark year
better band-air that drip cousin for you jump off that deep pier
no cap
[hook: deux]
i was ducked off in the street
little n-gga little n-gga no cap
got four chains n-gga no plain jane
godd-mn they love these golds in my mouth (yea)
i was ducked off in the street
little n-gga little n-gga no cap
got good brain from a bad ass dame
we love these girls in the south (yea)

[verse 3: indeux shabazz
check out my cool
n-ggas they stick and they move
thinkin they making them moves
n-ggas be fool
i just kick back with the crew
throwing them dollars at nudes
smoking a brew
pop like i band with the woo
hit her while tying her shoes
she wet as a pool
lasting a half of a moon
n-gga be coming too soon
what should i do
f-ck it just cop you a coupe
pull up and sn-tch you a boo
make sure she cute
and she gonna swallow the troops
getting the bag with the group
uping the tool
n-ggas be pressing too soon
n-ggas be thinking they goons
n-ggas be lost
n-ggas be playin in sauce
n-ggas ain’t never been boss bazz

- rappin mitch

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