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Chulo Ramon

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Yeah, grind everyday talk shit 'til I die
Hoes hit my phone, but that money on my line
I ain't never counted problems, busy counting dollar signs
I'm a Duval County nigga so you know when I ride
I stay fresh, everything fresh
From my clothes, to my bitch, back around to my neck
Yeah I stay fresh, everything fresh
New money every day, new smoke in the j
Hold up

It's that Duval County nigga looking like a walking manikin
One and only Chulo don't insult me with comparisons
Nigga I'm a variant, niggas hate that I exist
But these hoes treat me like a King on a chariot
Padlock the style cause these niggas like to xerox
Nonchalant, counting cash, kicking it like martial arts
Never trust a soul I avoid all the broken hearts
From the start tell a bitch I just want her private parts
Baby say she don't give fellatio
Hear that same shit all the time like the radio
Been stop sleeping was sick dreaming how what could be
So I put my foot in the ass of all these emcees
Vintage, nonfiction, nemesis ass kicking
Looking like I flipped a brick and I made a subdivision
Looking like the door was locked 'til I kick the shit in
Walked in the spot looking like a hygienist

Cause I'm fresh, everything fresh
From my clothes, to my bitch, back around to my neck
Yeah I stay fresh, everything fresh
New money every day, new smoke in the j

Yeah nigga we know, you rap niggas talk such a spectacle
Mouth running circles got you gassed like a Texaco
You ain't in the game nigga you just sitting by the coach
Talking bout shooters, you ain't never let a bullet go
Anybody think they competition looking edible
Talking bout better, you better talk hypothetical
No response for irrelevance, better stay in your element
This is peanuts to elephants, homicide with no evidence
These niggas ain't threatening, fake as f*ck like you wrestling
How he spitting so excellent on these Hennessy beverages
It ain't fair how he running shit 'til the day that he parishes
Thinking they on my level these characters so hilarious, ha

Hol' up, lemme check my fresh
Hol' up, hol' up, lemme check my fresh
Hol' up, hol' up, lemme check my fresh
Hol' up, hol' up, lemme check my fresh

F.R.E.S.H. Gang nigga that's my dawgs
That's my dawgs, nigga that's my dawgs
Big Dawgs Clique, that's my dawgs
That's my dawgs, nigga that's my dawgs
Ride til the wheels fall off, my dawg
F.R.E.S.H. Gang nigga got killers on call
F*ck you love all I want is the drawls
Tell baby brush her teeth 'fo she slob on my knob

Cause I'm fresh, everything fresh
From my clothes, to my bitch, back around to my neck
Yeah I stay fresh, everything fresh
New money every day, new smoke in the j

My nigga I exemplify great
Don't you f*ck around and get outside a child's place
I ain't gotta broadcast what it is I make, or the hoes that I f*ck
Never you give you pussy niggas a reason to keep up
So sit the seats and be a spectator of this monster
Baby twerk something 'til yo nigga got a problem
Talking like you awesome, I see you as a treat
Drown a rap nigga in a kiddie pool full of bleach
Breathe easy nigga
I suplex bars like Bret Hart
I'm the hitman that hit your broad
Draw the twin Glocks like art, I shoot Warhols
At you artificial rappers cause your style store bought
Hol' up

Lemme check my fresh
Hol' up, hol' up, lemme check my fresh
Yeah, hol' up, lemme check my fresh, yeah

J's on me, check
True Religions, check
Pistol on me, check
Bitches on me, check
Haters on me, check
Money on me, check
Got my homies, cherry pie smoking

Yeah, grind everyday talk shit 'til I die
Hoes hit my phone, but that money on my line
I ain't never counted problems, busy counting dollar signs
I'm a Duval County nigga so you know when I ride
I stay fresh, everything fresh
From my clothes, to my bitch, back around to my neck
Yeah I stay fresh, everything fresh
New money every day, new smoke in the j
Hold up

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