El Chapo
115tri
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Big drac on my lap leave his head with a knot Double G’s get him wacked then skrt Off the lot Catch him on the highway dump the Whole glock How the f*ck he gone run when I got Me a lock No they want me to stop but this shit Never stop Niggas want me to flop but bitch I Never flop 50 Caliber bullets look just like some Rocks Niggas want me cool down cause I’m Getting to hot 100k on his head bitch look at the Bounty Don’t play me like no fool I’m not From the county If you thinking I’m playing bitch look Who around me Let’s go bust down that block nigga F*ck all the boundaries Might got COVID cause a young Nigga too sick Might go too fast bitch i move too Quick Got away from the cops bitch a Young nigga too slick This draco my size it’s way too thick I ain’t even gone lie bitch i go too far I be losing my mind when I'm Smoking on narcs Seen him walking I killed him that Shit was bazaar Draco tackle a bitch like my name Was Lamar I be running this shit up they say I’m Too raw Bitch I’m all about cash like I’m Money Marr Spin his top then repeat it I’m going To hard We chase him down then we leave Him with scars They don’t know how I slide I got a New car Bitch don’t try to hide I know where You are Nigga tried and he died got smoked In the dark He wanted to stop for a bargain i Sparked Fucked up in my head I’m a draco Fiend Young rich nigga I don’t sip no Codeine Get me mad I’m a cause me a murder Scene 40 Glock get him steal like a figurine Shoulda kept all that talking when I Hit your block Bitch you shoulda kept walking when You seen the knocks Don’t need no key but we thugging On lock And if he try to run I’m killing his Drop Bitch I’m whipping the brick till I Break out the box I ain’t stopping this shit till I’m killing The cops I ain’t stopping this shit till I’m Drilling the opps Put that bitch in the ground like he Was a crop Bitch don’t run when I pop on ya Block wit a tec My shooters they squeeze they come At ya neck Bitch don’t try to run its guns on Deck If he keep on dissing I’ma get him in Check Ol bitch ass nigga you ain’t hitting Nobody Ol lying ass nigga you ain’t caught no Body Ol fake ass nigga you ain’t pull no Robbery Ol Broke ass nigga you ain’t hit no Lottery Fucked up if you think you killing Me Fucked up if you think you drilling Me Big body you niggas ain’t shit to me This glock it shoot like lemon Squeeze Hop out that car give him 3rd degree Bitch ass nigga said he murdered me You don’t even know what murder Mean Lil nigga you fucked up mentally Bitch don’t run when I pop on ya Block wit a tec My shooters they squeeze they come At ya neck Bitch don’t try to run its guns on Deck If he keep on dissing I’ma get him in Check Ol bitch ass nigga you ain’t hitting Nobody Ol lying ass nigga you ain’t caught no Body Ol fake ass nigga you ain’t pull no Robbery Ol Broke ass nigga you ain’t hit no Lottery
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