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lirik lagu ché noir - threat

[intro: che noir]
yeah
bars on bars on bars n~gga
here with that real sh~t man i told y’all n~ggas stop sleeping
look
listen
get ’em

[verse 2: che noir]
uh
these b~tches mad that i’m finally finding a blessing
they mapped it out but i went another direction
savage in our blood my bro was tucking a weapon
he coming to aim a biscuit at your stomach for breakfast
this thang in my panties never come for love and affection
on these roads to riches we just wanted direction
y’all b~tches should quit rap
that’s just a suggestion
don’t be mad but that sh~t you dropped i wasn’t impressed with
in my city i’m considered a god
probably could have had my spot if you b~tches would have been on your job
g~ngb~nging, trying to grow up in my city was hard
they throwing flags like a ref throwing penalty cards
i got your man tucked in my sheets bumping and grinding
if a b~tch say she coming for me, wouldn’t advise it
my sh~t bump in the streets, i’m just one of the finest
you at home sucking your t~~th cause you wasn’t invited
only time they want to give a n~gga praise is in a eulogy
i heard it all so the sh~t you say is nothing near to me
they see i’m winning so them lames tried to ruin me
it always be the ones that had the same opportunities
(always)
but never took advantage, this talent couldn’t be handed
crafted looking for chances, you f~ggots took it for granted
when it comes to this rapping i took the crown
i’ll be the same ’til my casket is put in the ground
look
we wasn’t raised to give in or raised to fail
my middle finger like one of my kids, i raise it well
n~ggas more attracted to crime, it pays well
but it’s truly when that money get funny like dave chappell
my n~ggas aim and swell, they paid as well
you can’t prevail
you f~ck n~ggas lame as h~ll
(lame ass n~ggas)
when my pops got locked i prayed for bail
flow is heaven sent but i’m raising h~ll
(ok)
i can claim i’m the best, often they fear from being broke
to getting bread taught us to chill
she talking tough and then my men start interfering
and put the press on you like a red carpet appearance
all these b~tches sounding the same, it’s time to change it up
if they ain’t got a reason to hate, they’ll try to make it up
(always)
you got a drive but you in a different lane as us
i coat check these rappers, it’s time to hang it up
mob with the team
proudly defeat all these b~tch n~ggas that be trying to compete
i sit up on the throne, put the crown up on me
now these b~tches can’t return like they lost the receipt
ride through the street with this nas on repeat
nine on the seat got my mind on defeat
sat up on the throne had to climb up the seat
tell me how it feel looking in the eyes of a beast
yeah
[verse 2: mack]
i see you che
mack
the thrill of the hunt
listen
truth be told i was done rapping
until these new n~ggas showed, look what the f~ck happened
we only bump classics
and they claiming these lames but back to back crashing
when they all sound the same it’s like a whack accent
y’all just giving me reason to get deeper
still breathing, sharks in water we been feasting
nike sweats cold still it’s like ether
night sweats, cold chills its like fever
i came close to giving in
them thoughts is real, my stomach was empty my heart was shivering
i can’t remain silent when all i’m used to is this pain and violence
stay woke can i paint these eyelets
until these poetic thoughts have me chilling on jamaican islands
che k!ll it i’m just paying homage
man, life gets tougher by the year i swear
and if n~ggas is looking for me tell them here i am
when the lights dim i’m never worried
but rather assertive cause nine times out of ten they want to get you murdered
not claiming to be that one or even one you heard of
but if you put two together might be the one that serve you
and momma say this rap sh~t ain’t paying the bills
and just because you clap it ain’t making you real
i got some homies upstate that ain’t making no bail
and got some homies in the dirt
sh~t gives me the chills, chill
flow dope get a whiff of this
the way i move in the streets they swear i’m flipping bricks
they way i murder these beats they sweat it’s quintin sh~t
i heard word on the streets n~ggas is whispering (stop it)
i was 20 on 22s le perle tires
felt the envy in the streets when i rolled by
they like look at that n~gga he f~ck with money tie
(money)
i’m like look at me n~gga no tints on my ride
and bet i ride ’til the wheels blow
stuck to this paper like a meal post, f~ck i need a deal for
and i know i got an ill flow, i’m sick
but i’m sick of seeing rappers who ain’t ill blow
been in the streets but i never took that road
and if it’s beef we never took that home
that’s like a freak b~tch

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