1022 (feat. Chapo102 & Stacks102)

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Pah, yeaaah, pah, pah (BounceBrothas)
 Ich bin Chapo, Dicka, ja, ich bin für Abriss bekannt (tshja)
 Kein Plan was sie noch wollen, man ihr sprecht mit der Wand
 Da rein, da raus, dicka lass es doch ganz (pah)
 Ich hab kein' Bock auf dein Gelaber, Dicka sprich mich nit
 So Icy, they know that we run it
 I walk down on my opps, I ain't runnin' (baow)
 Don't need talk, you can't show me no hunnid
 He got R.I.P.'ed, know that I done it, I won't go for nothin' (on blood)
 I'm really that bitch, on God (ooh)
 I wish I could still do fraud (wham)
 I be itchin' to swipe me a card
 Get ahead of him, buy me a car
 Ooh, my gang too iced, on freezer (ice)
 Pass around that lil' foreign, no visa (yeah)
 Everybody know they can't see us
 Oh, their label too weak, they can't beat us
 I was trappin', had 'bout fifteen bands ridin' in that '77 (trap)
 From the block for real, when I was ten, I stole a MAC-11 (huh? Bitch)
 Now these diamonds on me kickbox, just like UFC
 I record your ho like TikTok, I got different scenes, ho
 Wop, he said, "Don't play with them," don't play with him, I break the rim
 If he hatin' on me, bet he broke, I bet his pockets thin
 Like what to do with all this cash? I'ma fuck it off
 Hard to get at you, shots at his fam, get his brother off
 I'm rollin' with my niggas and we loaded
 And they don't know how hard it was to get here, so I'm spoiled
 Swear they don't know it
 Like what to do with all this cash? I'ma fuck it off
 Hard to get at you, shots at his fam, get his brother off
 I'm rollin' with my niggas and we loaded
 And they don't know how hard it was to get here, so I'm spoiled
 I swear they don't know it
 My gun is not a racist and these bullets don't discriminate (nah)
 Get rid of all the evidence, don't leave nothin' incriminatin' (huh?)
 Still ain't met no nigga on this earth I felt intimidate (fuck 'em)
 I got breathin' holes and mufflers on my charge for ventilation (grraw)
 Lately, I've been short on conversation, let me demonstrate
 All my clique bipolar with the diamonds, we go mental patient (crazy)
 Trap house goin' crazy, man, it's packed like the central station
 Uh, yup, yup, yup, yup, uh
 Big Scarr, bitch, I'm heavyweight, I fuck her, I ain't no dinner date
 High speed on the interstate, leave 'em dead on Exit 8
 Bitch, I came from catchin' plays, I came up off of Section 8
 Free Lil Leak up off them bodies, niggas tellin' on the case
 Like what to do with all this cash? I'ma fuck it off
 Hard to get at you, shots at his fam, get his brother off
 I'm rollin' with my niggas and we loaded
 And they don't know how hard it was to get here, so I'm spoiled
 Swear they don't know it
 Like what to do with all this cash? I'ma fuck it off
 Hard to get at you, shots at his fam, get his brother off
 I'm rollin' with my niggas and we loaded
 And they don't know how hard it was to get here, so I'm spoiled
 I swear they don't know it
 All white bricks (bricks?), diamonds still legit
 Stunt on your ho, send me the go
 Throw me the Henny, I'm drivin' the boat
 I couldn't deal with the ratchets
 Slide on your nigga, his head in a basket
 I roll him out, put a cape on his casket
 Make it official, then seal with a gasket (ooh)
 1017, I'm the bitch, that's a ransom (uh)
 Diamonds so icy, your new bitch could never (no)
 I ain't a lawyer, but I went to school (brr)
 Havin' the bucks and this pussy good too
 Ayy, got brand-new choppers can't wait to use (yeah)
 Play with my camp, it's breakin' news (breakin' news)
 No, I ain't been with my glizzy lately
 I'm still tryna Drac' a dude (drac' a dude)
 Never need no pillows (no) or no cover
 We come lay on you (we come lay on you)
 I'm the type to spend a night on your block
 I'll wait for you (blrr-blrrt, blrrt)
 Blrr-blrrt, these metal jackets too
 Big 7.62 caught in his back, now he can't never move
 Blrr-blrrt
 Like what to do with all this cash? I'ma fuck it off
 Hard to get at you, shots at his fam, get his brother off
 I'm rollin' with my niggas and we loaded
 And they don't know how hard it was to get here, so I'm spoiled
 Swear they don't know it
 Like what to do with all this cash? I'ma fuck it off
 Hard to get at you, shots at his fam, get his brother off
 I'm rollin' with my niggas and we loaded
 And they don't know how hard it was to get here, so I'm spoiled
 I swear they don't know it
 

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Duration
03:30
Key
10
Tempo
170 BPM

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