Chinaman - Young boy Dream Lyrics
(chorus)
karate chop liu kang
me and my n-gg-s like wu tang
call my plug jackie chain
d-mn y’all n-gg-s is so lame
had to call up johnny dang
riding round in a f-cking range
me and my b-tch we do some thangs
yes my shotty got some range
f-cking yo b-tch and take some thangs
pistol pop go bang bang bang
f-ck y’all n-gg- y’all n-gg-s can’t hang
so y’all n-gg-s gotta stay in ya lane
now i got some paper
so bye bye see you later
never been a chaser
you’ll f-ck around and meet your maker
(verse one)
now i got some jewels
so i keep the tool
f-ck with me you gonna lose
young n-gg- got the juice
like my d-ck disappear with your b-tch when she gets loose
that’s why y’all n-gg-s some fools
that’s why y’all n-gg-s some goofs
you a opp i had to shake ya
you ain’t real you a faker
you a p-ssy you ain’t gangsta
see this nina it will take ya
my n-gg- f-ck that deal
i can make me a couple mill
i don’t wanna pop no pills
i’m sippin syrup nyquil
(chorus)
karate chop liu kang
me and my n-gg-s like wu tang
call my plug jackie chan
d-mn y’all n-gg-s is so lame
had to call up johnny dang
riding round in a f-cking range
me and my b-tch we do some thang
yes my shotty got some range
f-cking yo b-tch and take some thangs
pistol pop go bang bang bang
f-ck y’all n-gg- y’all n-gg-s can’t hang
so y’all n-gg-s gotta stay in ya lane
now i got some paper
so bye bye see you later
never been a chaser
you’ll f-ck around and meet your maker
(verse two)
every day i’m getting cake
and i see why these n-gg-s hate
and i see why these b-tches fake
f-ck around and die today
and i gotta get paid
f-ck y’all n-gg-s and f-ck what y’all say
bad b-tch she is a ten so i gotta f-cking win
see i’m grinding no more stressin’
now i’m getting blessin’
see them n-gg-s see them guessin’
i can see all the aggression
see them n-gg-s ain’t learned they lesson
so i keep on flexin’
bad b-tch she keep textin’
bad b-tch she keep textin’
(chorus)
karate chop liu kang
me and my n-gg-s like wu tang
call my plug jackie chan
d-mn y’all n-gg-s is so lame
had to call up johnny dang
riding round in a f-cking range
me and my b-tch we do some thang
yes my shotty got some range
f-cking yo b-tch and take some thangs
pistol pop go bang bang bang
f-ck y’all n-gg- y’all n-gg-s can’t hang
so y’all n-gg-s gotta stay in ya lane
now i got some paper
so bye bye see you later
never been a chaser
you’ll f-ck around and meet your maker
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