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Chuckyy
Chuckyy
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Charles E. Davis
Charles E. Davis
Lyrics

Lyrics

I still rock out on the 6 block, sometimes I go hang on the 9 block
Ayy, trap or die, ****
In the street, better pick up a fire, **** (Rrah)
Chuckky a bitch, hell nah, that's a lie, **** (That's a lie, ****)
Foe just spinned and he hit like five **** (Brr, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah)
Fuck you, ****, pick a side, go die with 'em (Go die with 'em, ****)
Opps be put up, we never collide with 'em (We never collide)
Chuckyy and Gen5 Glock, Bonnie, Clyde, **** (You know that, you know that)
Boy, you a bitch, I can read with my eyes, **** (I can read with my eyes)
Chuckyy on point, always ride with his fire with him (Rrah)
Milly called me, push up, tell me glide with him (Rrah, rrah, rrah)
Bitch, you could leave, got hoes, I'm fine with 'em (I'm fine with 'em)
Percs and lean, shit got my mind spinnin' (My shit spinnin')
Micro Drac', got hit in his mind with it (His mind with it, his mind with it)
Searchin' for souls, outside tryna find **** (Come here, come here)
Tuck your pole 'fore I make that shit mine, **** (Come here, come here)
Frr, frr, frr, this switch ain't tired, ****
(You know that, ****, that switch— yeah, ****, gang)
Tuck your pole 'fore I make that shit mine, **** (Come here, come here)
Hot car ridin', beep-beep, we glidin', **** (Beep-beep)
Fuckin' your bitch after work, she lyin' **** (You know that)
Tryna fight back off the yerc, it's beatin' me up
Same thing I'm doin' to her spine, ****
Play with me suicide, boy, you gon' die, **** (Die)
Tell you a joke, never tell you a lie, ****
Za and P's, what you need? (What you need? What you need? Dumbass)
Hit from the back, Chuckyy makin' her scream
Soft-ass boy, break him down like weed (Break his ass down like weed)
Talkin' that tough, now his ass on a tee
Dissin' the dead, now his ass on the screen
Pop out the cut, all black like Scream (Scream, Scream)
Chuckyy a GOAT, that boy need a ring (He need a ring)
Clap him up, they got the footage on Ring (Ring, Ring)
Hell nah, I don't wanna fuck, you stink (You stink)
Opp died, channel say he was a teen (A teen)
Welp, he shouldn't been fuckin' with me (Fuck him, fuck him)
6 'nem gon' score a bucket for me (Swish), face shot, body-bag, he was dead on the scene (Scene, scene)
All of my **** be sharks and piranhas, you jump in that water, you ass gon' sink (You get ate)
Chase, come here (Chase, come here), chase, come here (Come here, come here)
Chase, where you goin'? (Come here) Come here (There he go, there he go)
Chase, chase, come here (There he go, there he go), chase, come here (Come here, come here, there he go, ****)
Chase, come here, where you goin'? Come here (You can't duck that switch, you know that)
Chase his ass down with the stick, **** (Rrah, rrah)
I like standin' on business and blitz, **** (You know that)
Chuckyy up next, I'm the number one pick, **** (I'm the number one pick)
Go against me, you gon' lose off the tip, **** (Gang)
Drac' shell teach his ass how to do a flip, ****
Send his ass far away, I heard you like trips, **** (Rrah, rrah)
Reel him in, reel him in, show you a trick, ****
Fall for the bait, I'ma call you a fish, **** (On gang)
We four deep, Glocks out, give a fuck 'bout the police (Fuck 'em)
**** speakin' on Chuckyy, don't know me (Free 40)
Two twin Glock 23s, Zach and Cody (Long live Fed)
Twenty-four ARPs and a twenty-four shot, I guess you could say R.I.P. Kobe (Gang, gang)
Call the opps Bread Gang, they loafin'
Catch an opp, blow his ass down, ain't jokin' (Rrah)
Chase, come here, where you goin'? (Come here, come here, come here)
Chase (Come here)
Bail out the V, just spray
7.62s just ate up his face (Rrah, rrah, rrah, rrah, rrah)
Lil'-ass boy, walk him down with the K (With the K)
Brrum-bum-bum, that's the sound of the Drac' (Brrum-bum-bum)
Frr, frr, frr, that's the sound of them switches (Frr, frr)
Bitch-ass boy ain't standin' on business (He ain't standin' on business, ****)
Chase, come here, come here, where you goin'? (Come here, come here, come here, come here)
Huh, where you goin'? (Where you goin'? Where you goin'?)
Chase, come here (****, come here, come here)
Brrum-bum-bum, that's the sound of the Drac'
Brrum-bum-bum, that's the sound of the Drac'
Brrum-bum-bum
Brrum-bum-bum, that's the sound of the Drac', **** (Brrum-bum-bum, that's the sound of the Drac')
Brrum-bum-bum, that's the sound of the Drac', gang (Brrum-bum-bum, brrum)
7.62 ate all of his face
Brrum-bum-bum, that's the sound of the Drac'
Bum-bum-bum, that's the sound of the— yeah, ****
Brrum-bum-bum, that's the sound of the Drac'
Brrum-bum, brrum-bum-bum, that's the sound of the Drac'
Brrum-bum, brrum-bum-bum, that's the sound of the Drac'
7.62 hungry, so it ate up his face, gang
Written by: Charles E. Davis
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