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Chris Young
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Devil In A New Dress (Freestyle)
[Young Chris:] A memory attached, rest in peace Auntie Rest in peace to you faggots that ain't standing behind me Banana clips for you monkey, n-ggers that try to bomb me Ya got a problem, bring Rico, he came to find me We don't fuck with Tommy's, only the ones for the hommies Got the whole hood on sour diesel and [?], now it's hard to find me At Puerto Rico with some mammies heatting bags, reminiscing the L.A. and the Bonnie, Take it back they gave my n-gger life without parole, he didn't stay I can't spend night without the hoes Fuckers, what the fuck are we discussing? Beat them till they puss, you pussy tell us repercussion Hollows to the vest's, thick tips through fleshes Life shorter than websters, hot heads I wet you Young heffers, fuckers had a line making chedder While ya'll was out fucking with double ups, Mason Betha It's the latest Hefner Purple label keep me fresher, way better texture Bitch out of line, you better check her, boy don't let me catch ya She ain't been around this thorough shit, cause you ain't gotta question No guessing who's giving your girl dick Earl Shank, OG, rode around the World with Media circle fuck all you bitches on that girl shit While n-ggers look mad and my pac bag N-ggers better keep up with that block tag Rest in peace to the young n-ggers that got tagged Shout to all the mammas that's lost cause we ain't got dads, fags Get off that Beanie Sigel Jay beef, mobile vans out n-gger, this operation safe street Flawless stones up in the sentence division rapping Biggest weapons, smallest pistol 357's send them pricks to heaven Raise hell all you bitches Nobel, Fuck it, we go to jail, pay the visit, this is how we live it Buy the clothes, we by the code, leave them bodies cold No discrimination, body hoes, everybody knows We play that big body rose, black trucks when we lift the mags up Adios, can't deny the flows It been a minute with this rhyming, I knew this shit'll happen, but this rapping shit is timing I'm on my Philly shit, back up the chart you see me climbing That boy division one, but n-ggers still throw up the Diamonds
Shout out Jay Cole, Whattup Hov? Bleek, Rico, division one niggas Yeah, wattup n-gger? Hollywood I see, Dame ya talking shit n-gger, talking shit boy.
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