Chess (feat. Bayou Runner Maestro, Triggaman & 50/50 Twin)
King Noah 1
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The name of the game be king and die rich DatLamborghini Gallardo itailian some fly shit We got it out the mud my liks was yo liks We use to run around the side of tha house to find bricks I got an escalator all up in my house kid with the alligator system in my ride trick We got the paper and we gotta hide shit I’m Walter Payton That’s, touchdown bitch I’m paraphrasing with the super stoopid rhyme spit I’m at the circus running circles more than average Since my birth I been cursed tryna get rich I’m in the kitchen whipping the Dope gymnastics The drank tailored I’m solo in the ride I’m mystical slide thru dick crooked like a roach leg Typically drive thru get slurpy from a side chick Whip it then I’m thru repeat it then I’m you What I got up in my sippery cup is piru But the paint that we drip on the nawfside is blue Street fighter when I’m tossing this fire it’s Ryu And the crown on my head cuz I’m king and not you cuz the name Say, dis dat trap shit frontline Bankhead I was raised by some real G’s who certified and crack heads Sledgehammer flow tony hawk grind and to trap dead My spot jumpin like trampolines and bae bae’s on a pissy bed Sds gmb nigga on dis trap junkie shit got whatever dat you need nigga Narcs bars soft hard molly and got weed nigga Say homie you got some drank got what ever dat you need nigga One time fa my homies in feds And it’s free you til I see you fuk a snitch I leave em dead Patrick Simmons Derrick Williams and my nigga o.g. Reg Got hitters in my circle who stay flames up in red Keep ya mind on ya money keep ya strap at all times Cuz you never really know when it’s about to go dine Come try me no young thugger imma shoot and move around And ain’t nobody sayin nothin so don’t move or make or sound I stand on the hood same time lift it up Flush ya radiator if ya trippin no sippy cup Can’t slick a can of oil but we pourin up You think we slow in the H you got me screwed up Me 50 fee a don not a pawn when boys was young i swang and I swung Ahead of the class the principal was funds But you lack class cuz ya principals are dumb Scenery change as I flip to the next chapter (Biggie) Swangers on adaptor two prongs laughing at ya (Really) My motto is lotto scratch and win Dat mean scratch off and chase bens try ta win If you lose replay what went wrong fast forward tho I ain’t with the sad songs Boss up boss life like thugger said Roc 4 Roc gold dig in mud get ya bread Turn up but stay down when you turn heads Know when take it in pray and go to bed Turn up but stay down when you turn heads Know when take it in pray and go to bed
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Written by: Noah Dunham, Prentice Esprit, Rodrick Russaw
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