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lirik lagu chuckyy - bodiez

[intro]
[?], n~gga, this sh~t [?]
this sh~t is a true story

[chorus]
uh, late night bappin’ with foenem, ridin’ down lake shore, talkin’ ’bout touchin’ a milli’
these n~ggas really ain’t on sh~t, foenem bail out bl!ckin’ and leave a fat boy brain empty (rrah~rrah~rrah)
uh, we steppin’ on sh~t in the trenches for real, wanna learn how to k!ll, get me with me
i got a big heart for them switches for real, but i get off dumpin’ the semi (brr)
leave a f~ck n~gga’s brain on the dashboard, uh, skrr, bah, headshot, he asked for it (come here)
we ain’t really a fan of the internet sh~t, when we catch him in person, tag toe him
i’m feelin’ like lil tunchie in ‘006, smurk say, “duffle bag boys”
we’ll walk his ass back in the crib and get the f~ck on the ground, where the f~ck that cash, boy? (come here, get down)

[verse]
i’m knee~deep in the trenches, f~ck n~ggas ain’t standin’ on business for real
these stupid~ass n~ggas ain’t listened, i told ’em i was gon’ be rich, then i signed my deal
now everybody act weird, blood don’t mean sh~t, n~ggas still get popped like pills
if i call right now, go score, ridin’ with four chops, right now, we the real navy seal
hundred racks in my bookbag, dolo as f~ck, boy, tweak, i’m itchin’ to k!ll
these n~ggas only tough on socials, shows you n~ggas don’t really be tweakin’ with tweakers for real (gang)
i’m really a tweaker for real, catch an opp out in bali and throw him off a hill
n~ggas in the ‘raq be f~cked up, bloodbathh ot in bali f~ckin’ thots on a hill (gang)
we’ll leave a n~gga brain in the dirt, gettin’ high in the spot, that’s just how we live
these tough~ass n~ggas don’t really be gangster, these n~ggas be b~tched out, actin’ like pigs
this sh~t ain’t ’bout nothin’ (nothin’), stackin’ up bodies just like john wick (bodies, bodies, bodies, bodies)
they know how the f~ck we rockin’, bath, bath, bath
[chorus]
late night bappin’ with foenem, ridin’ down lake shore, talkin’ ’bout touchin’ a milli’
these n~ggas really ain’t on sh~t, foenem bail out bl!ckin’ and leave a fat boy brain empty (rrr)
uh, we steppin’ on sh~t in the trenches for real, wanna learn how to k!ll, get me with me (with me)
i got a big heart for them switches for real, but i get off dumpin’ the semi
leave a f~ck n~gga’s brain on the dashboard, uh, skrr, bah, headshot, he asked for it
we ain’t really a fan of the internet sh~t, when we catch him in person, tag toe him
i’m feelin’ like lil tunchie in ‘006, smurk say, “duffle bag boys”
we’ll walk his ass back in the crib and get the f~ck on the ground, where the f~ck that cash, boy? (get the f~ck down)

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