Mamba (feat. Chapo)

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This Chapo
Lets get it

Hop up on this bitch just know I get disrespectful
Walk down on a nigga ain't no running, Imma catch you
Dis AR spitting fire, when I up its gon' wet you
A'int no paramedics coming to your fucking rescue
I ain't here to be your buddy, I ain't here to be your friend,
Choppa got a drum and switch up on it, this is not pretend
In your hood late at night creeping, peeping through the lens
Empty out the clip on a nigga, bullets peeled his skin
Roll his ass up in a wood then spark it, me and bronem did it
Streets is not for little boys, this shit really for the wicked
Be with shooters don't need pills, we already seen the sickest
We throw parties after drills, on they block is where we kick it
Pull up to a function we brought pills, and we got the bottles
Trying to turn this bitch up like New Years, except no kissing thotties
Post up in the corner, chief the blunt, then spit game at models

The shit that I'm doing now couldn't imagine doing years ago
Was in high school ain't have no job but I'm rapping now
Ain't like to talk about my feelings, record a verse and let off my flow
Pop a perc to ease my mind that shit got me feeling slow
Used to live life in slow motion, but now I'm gon stay on go
Go

Go mode
On no
Hide your face ghosta'
Beams coming at you
Ghoutchu
Who the f*ck is in your crew
Who right beside you
Who standing next to you

Ain't know all these people changed up
Ain't know all the time was changing
Where my bro was give names in
Giving out your fame in
Give out you famous
Try to get a game
Trynna decide who you hang with
Streets came out as dangerous
King on top the hill
Jungle made street
who the best to prevail
Everything I know
Coming popping out my shell
Maybe would've had some hope
If they ain't take out Nel

My bro decision
Ain't know your decision
Pick out who you choosing
It can be real risky
Know I am real tipsy
Lean there might tip over
Hold me by my drink
I might drop my around soldiers
Oh so you know huh
Oh so you get it
Laugh around these niggas
Yea joke it's so silly
Coming by i rippin' em apart
nigga fucking billy
Flash it to his face
Hollow with the name engraved It say
Show him what we talking about
he like playing games
Oh I like playing with sticks
My nigga drake
Don't forget you gloves can't leave shi
Where them pigs stank
Don't forget about mother
When you blow up
She the flyest one when everyday that I show up
Every time that I motherfuckin' show up

West coast banger
Niggas like to creep
Come down the block
Make him scream oh shit
Tweaking off the med
He was taking off his feet
Chasing after demons
They was trynna follow me
Cards rolling deep
Pockets rolling deep
Ice really glowing
Stick is really blowing
Ask him how many bodies he got
You wanna know the answer?
Join em if you like
Just don't turn into a dancer
Make a mess in these streets when they go and grab a camera
Trying take flick
Trynna market up a banner
Every time i shot at Niggas
It was for answer
Why they always running
Like there's somewhere to go
Ain't no where in theres streets for you
Just know you reap what you sow
And I'm turbo when gone
My car seat all alone
Don't give f*ck about no 12
Hear the gear change
And I'm gone
Disappearing in them Shadows
My bros said where'd you go
I'm throwing in the fucking smoke
Gassing out then leans
Gotta bring it up protections
all my niggas
Taking out your friends
Coming in this function
We'll takeover it all
Know we're the brightest in the room
With the stars
Clean suite
Bands blue
My chains match The way I move
All this stepping in doing over niggas
They some damn food
All this complaining that you doing
You a damn goof
Cracking all this shi
Like some bad news

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