lirik lagu havoc - champion winner
[intro: havoc]
yeah
yeah
[chorus: havoc]
champion winner
i’m a champion winner
you a microwaved dinner
i’m 5 star, hit his eyeball
[verse 1: havoc]
i came up, fell down then brushed myself off
never cried about it, learned from it
these other n~ggas are soft
like wonder bread, they underfed
eat something [?]
money long, i speak on it
that sh~t just echo
they heard about it, scheming on me
give these n~ggas that karma back
if it’s on, then it’s on
then show me where that target at
smoke these fools
no nicorette, ain’t trying to quit
that n~gga high
gotta watch who you aligning with
they idol me in these streets
i’m royalty in paris
[?] my french goons want war for n~gga cabbage
leave your body ravaged, while i’m living lavish
250k on a new whip, baby girl that’s standard
these haters cannot stand it, don’t like to bust your cannon
n~ggas can’t eat around me, leave these cats on famine
it’s all about planning
you fail the plan, plan to fail
you n~ggas lose that standard
cannot even afford bail
[chorus: havoc]
you ain’t gotta like me i do threesomes with you wifey
then send her back to you, i coach her like pat riley
champion winner
i’m a champion winner
you a microwaved dinner
i’m 5 star, hit his eyeball
you ain’t gotta like me i do threesomes with you wifey
then send her back to you, i coach her like pat riley
champion winner
i’m a champion winner
you a microwaved dinner
i’m 5 star, b~tches eyeball
[verse 2: havoc]
n~ggas punch clocks
me, i’m on my own time
jet lagged, no sleep, still won’t do no coke lines
that [?] got me so high, [?]
you n~ggas chicken sh~t
now all of a sudden, i’m foul
you poultry, i’m beef
you don’t want no parts of, i do it for the streets
don’t give a f~ck about no pop love
i pop the glove, you over
matter fact, i’m good son
police be listening, that’s your peeps, i’m good son
i grew up in that project, all i saw was foul sh~t
senseless, n~ggas getting bucked over each their outfits
brooklyn, queens and flushing meadow park
sh~t was real, a bunch of cold hearts
m.o.b we mobbing
take what’s mines you starving
[?] that’s turkey day, yeah n~gga we carving
to the white meat, [?]
knife looking like 5 feet
cut you every way but loose
[?] don’t pass by me
[chorus: havoc]
you ain’t gotta like me i do threesomes with you wifey
then send her back to you, i coach her like pat riley
champion winner
i’m a champion winner
you a microwaved dinner
i’m 5 star, hit his eyeball
you ain’t gotta like me i do threesomes with you wifey
then send her back to you, i coach her like pat riley
champion winner
i’m a champion winner
you a microwaved dinner
i’m 5 star, b~tches eyeball
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