Chalk Down Lyrics

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Dead opps

1800 shit

MOB shit nigga

FDM shit

I gotta answer these lil niggas man

Niggas dropping disses and shit, like

Let's be for real, like

Niggas dissing the dead but don't got no kills

Said he did what?? Nigga do it for real

When we bend down that block, do em just like Jamile

When we bend down that block, do em just like Pat

They doin dat talking the fuck is they at?

He ain't never come home wasn't making it back

When I hop out that car I forget that I rap

When I hop out that car I forget that I (MOBBBBB)

They be making up names, who the fuck is a walk down

Like, little bro who you walk down

Go ask ya bros how many we chalked down

YC was dissing the dead, and he fucked now

Like, better learn that lesson

Reach I teach like school in session

He got hit and survived know that shit was a blessing

He got hit and survived know that shit was a

I take my L's and my dubs

Same way, head up chest out

Know I'm really a goon, got a background

Nigga run up on me hear graaatt sound

Nigga run up on me he a gangsta

Nigga run up on me imma bang him

But I'm tripping, I'm tryna be famous

Gotta be smart but I gotta stay dangerous

Smoke a blunt to control my anger

Ion talk much, put my words on paper

Went to jail and that nigga had checked in

Came home and that nigga got checked out

Niggas gone get in tune we the best out

That's his bitch, I be blowing her back out

From the back, pull her wig, make it sweat out

See his car when I leave imma bail out

On bro

He got hit, kept that shit on the low

Free the MOB all my niggas on go

See this car, it's a stoley I stole

Really get bitches can't trip bout no hoe

And I really get money, could never go broke

Boy I'm really outside if you know then you know

I got brothers out here tryna beef bout a hoe

Niggas know that imma throw, hope you think that I won't

Niggas dissing the dead but don't got no kills

Said he did what?? Nigga do it for real

When we bend down that block, do em just like Jamile

When we bend down that block, do em just like Pat

They doin dat talking the fuck is they at?

He ain't never come home wasn't making it back

When I hop out that car I forget that I rap

When I hop out that car I forget that I

They be making up names, who the fuck is a walk down

Like, little bro who you walk down

Go ask ya bros how many we chalked down

YC was dissing the dead, and he fucked now

Like, better learn that lesson

Reach I teach like school in session

He got hit and survived know that shit was a blessing

He got hit and survived know that shit was a

And after this, nigga, I ain't having bros jump out whopping nobody ass. Shout out Mobtana yuheard. On bro, he was jumping out on some other shit nigga. Dead opps