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Young Chris

Genres: Hip-Hop

Devil In A New Dress Lyrics - Young Chris

[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 f-ck 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 

F-ckers, what the f-ck are we discussing? 

Beat them till they puss, you p-ssy tell us repercussion 

Hollows to the vest's, thick tips through fleshes 

Life shorter than websters, hot heads I wet you 

Young heffers, f-ckers had a line making chedder 

While ya'll was out f-cking 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 aint been around this thorough sh-t, cause you ain't gotta question 

no guessing who's giving your girl dick 

Earl Shank, OG, rode around the World with 

media circle f-ck all you bitches on that girl sh-t 

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, 

F-ck 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 sh-t'll happen, but this rapping sh-t 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 

 

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Bleek, Rico, division one n-ggas 

Yeah, wattup n-gger? 

Hollywood I see, Dame ya talking sh-t n-gger, talking sh-t boy. 

 

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