lirik lagu r3 da chilliman - gun powder
[intro]
yeah n~gga
b~tch i’m big money threezy
i’ma always pop that big money sh~t
sh~t i’m gon’ ball forever
in my heart i’m just gon’ ball forever
[?] i’m rambo, who want that chilli? we all having motion
errybody got money
b~tch i’m baby all da loaf, i’m big money threezy
chilli folks, mark ain’t gon’ lie
sh~t, whatever you wanna call me, just don’t call me broke, n~gga
[verse]
a hunned and sixty in the benz and i got a cannon in the whip
she in there expressing her feelings, i’m thinking ’bout fanta wit’ the tris
tall [?] out of homes, i wasn’t scared to take a risk
high speeds on the regular, we finna celebrate wit’ chip
[?] the money, i’m bopping for chilli at all hours
if i catch you i’m looking for it and i’ma smell like gun powder
n~ggas tryna sink thе ship, can’t be surrounded by loose lips
hе on insta’ tryna stunt, we tie up n~ggas for blue strips
the opps looks still work noticing my stomping grounds
i’m a reckless lil’ b~st~rd wit’ alotta chip and a hunned rounds
on the block run from cops ’cause i had a big forty when you seen me
this fn like a mini chop, n~ggas ain’t never played wit’ threezy
my chain ice water, might drip this b~tch look like fiji
tell them n~ggas tuck they pieces ’cause i’m wit’ some shottas and they greedy
a baby ar wit’ baby ar, i think i’m rambo
ain’t satisfied wit’ the whips i crashed ’til i blamped the lambo’
i know i’m a junkie, my hardest decision is wok or ‘tech
pour up a twenty ounce, b~tch i’m leaning i’m way too wet
thirty rounds in a glock, dissing in a song i’m a make a mess
these are pounds after pounds, she think i do p90x
always rocking designer wit’ a fat loaf that’s why they really mad
grammys on my neck, smacker on my hip, who want a potty bag?
he talking like it’s that, when he see me he ain’t gon’ shoot me
better watch his mouth ’round here we smoke n~ggas like loose leafs
a hunned in the k, i be borderlising the opps hoopties
that shirt you rocking i ain’t never seen it, it’s not gucci
she call me [?] when she put it in my hand ’cause i’m pimping out my ride
twenties to pass that man a blower ’cause he ain’t gon’ slide
buddhas i got lined up in my room came off of burglaries
you ain’t never passed for no chip and held a thirty piece
sipping on some act’, this sh~t thick just like murray grease
iono her name but she gon’ f~ck just ’cause she heard of me
[outro]
(buddhas i got lined up in my room came off of burglaries)
(you ain’t never passed for no chip and held a thirty piece)
(sipping on some act’, this sh~t thick just like murray grease)
(iono her name but she gon’ f~ck just ’cause she heard of me)
(buddhas i got lined up in my room came off of burglaries)
(you ain’t never passed for no chip and held a thirty piece)
(sipping on some act’, this sh~t thick just like murray grease)
(iono her name but she gon’ f~ck just ’cause she heard of me)
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