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letra de chain gang - trl

[intro]
(you aren’t even a cold breeze for my man taz)

[chorus]
all my n-ggas iced up ’round this b-tch like chain gang (yeah, chain gang)
n-ggas said it’s smoke around this b-tch, i f-cked his main thing
hit his block, yeah, no look boys, ocb, the same thing (for real)
know this drac’ got bodies on it, lil’ bro tote the same k
i’m in all new-season gucci, got my b-tch the same waist (for real)
this carti faces scare me, b-tch, this ap and this presi’ plain
slid down in that striker with that k, i’m tryna hit they face
muddy-ass cup, b-tch, i’m so high, my dog just popped an a

[verse]
thinkin’ they could f-ck with me, know them boys can’t f-ck with me (for real, lame ass)
in a hot car spinnin’ n-ggas’ block, we in that srt
b-tches know dog sh-t around, all these hoes just f-cked ocb (real)
n-ggas better stop talkin’ crazy ’round this b-tch ‘fore you n-ggas be on a tee
n-ggas, they can’t play with us, glocky, that b-tch stay with us (real, for real)
hittin’ n-ggas who was hatin’ on me, when i walk down, got the k with us
ain’t no high points, got the dracs with us, let a n-gga say he ate on us
all my old hoes sound fake as f-ck, i be callin’ shots, but gon’ wait on us
h-ll yeah, you know what’s up with dog, if you f-ck with them, i don’t f-ck with y’all
if i wasn’t rappin’, i was doin’ fraud, i’ma walk him down when i’m through with dog
blew ten thou’ when i was in the mall, we the camp boyz, who the f-ck is y’all?
i just hit his b-tch, i was in her walls
free them boys locked, answer when they call
n-ggas tryna set that play, boy, you must be f-ckin’ stupid
say she f-ck with camp boyz, said she like it when i do it
scratch off in that fast thing, police try me, they gon’ lose me
see me got my pole clutchin’, if i up it, i’m gon’ shoot it (baow)
[chorus]
all my n-ggas iced up ’round this b-tch like chain gang (baow, baow)
n-ggas said it’s smoke around this b-tch, i f-cked his main thing
hit his block, yeah, no look boys, ocb, the same thing
know this drac’ got bodies on it, lil’ bro tote the same k
i’m in all new-season gucci, got my b-tch the same waist
this carti faces scare me, b-tch, this ap and this presi’ plain
slid down in that striker with that k, i’m tryna hit they face
muddy-ass cup, b-tch, i’m so high, my dog just popped an a (b-tch)

[outro]
ocb sh-t, man
my dog just popped an a
you can’t f-ck with me
thinkin’ they can f-ck with me
all these n-ggas, they can’t f-ck with me
they can’t f-ck with me

- trl

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