Cash Kidd - Chiraq Freestyle lyrics

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Cash Kidd - Chiraq Freestyle lyrics

[Phone Rings] [Intro} Yeah. Cashkidd Aye, these n***as funny as hell man Somebody better warn these n***as Let's get it [Verse: Cashkidd] I know a couple n***as that's downn to ride For a h*mocide when it's drama time I'll co*k the 9, give Mel the chopper, and say "Load this", flower bomb If I doubt they lying, for them dollar signs, they'll shock a n***a, like a power line I chase no ho, I wouldn't sweat a b**h if it was hot outside Why would I- [Beat Stops] Whoa, whoa, whoa. Ayo man bring that sh** back [Beat Starts Over] Yeah. Cashkidd Ha. These n***as funny man Somebody better warn these n***as Let's get it grandson [Verse: Cashkidd] I know a couple n***as that's downn to ride For a h*mocide when it's drama time I'll co*k the 9, give Mel the chopper, and say "Load this", flower bomb If I doubt they lying, for them dollar signs, they'll shock a n***a, like a power line I chase no ho, I wouldn't sweat a b**h if it was hot outside Why would I lie? Cashkidd, I'm a young n***a that all these older n***as gotta 'lize 40 on me, we stay together like Bonnie-Clyde, tryna plow you down M-Block, I throw them M's up like a McDonald's sign I'm so eastside and if you talking tough, on this side you gone get ate, that's a octagon All my n***a's down to ride, you couldn't stop my shine with a lot of blinds I'm from the 6, I keep the heat, I got shooters 'round me but I'm not LeBron n***as hate me, cause I make cheese like Papa John's Let me catch a n***a sneak dissing me inside his rhymes, somebody dying, come try me now Any n***a tryna disrespect or send a threat to me in his raps I ain't dissing back, I'ma just find out where he living at and get him whacked These n***as tripping like they missed a step When I f** your b**h you can get her back You ain't the only one with a burner, I got that thing too, Cat In The Hat Free Tone, RP, and Jeff I'm with my dogs like DMX I hit the strip club and I leave a mess, sh** I pa**ed out paper like a teacher's pet You see my neck? I'm getting green like Shrek Oh, that's your b**h? Do she know that? Cause I'ma find her spot like a GPS, then pa** that b**h like an easy test I'm good b**h, we eating, don't nobody starve, we kinda hard Got a team full of loyal n***as, and they all shooters so why the f** I need a bodyguard These b**hes thirsty, they need water I get 'em wetter than seahorses If her head good, I'm recording, she blew me, like Jay-Z daughter n***a, f** your mama, I'll f** your mama Get my mama to come bust your mama My side b**h look like Pocahontas Got a couple thousand, n***a f** a wallet What up my n***a Rue, what's good Rell you my n***a too I'm so cold, I need chicken soup, when I'm in the booth I might get the flu When I'm in the Coupe I dismiss the roof Scope on the gun like n***a peek-a-boo That b**h louder than Mystikal and they'll shock your a** like Pikachu I don't f** with these hoes for hours I give 'em five minutes I got sh** to do Bust a nut and be like "sh**, b**h what you finna do" b**h text me like "I want you Mark but you got the hoes and I've had enough" I text back like "b**h you is one of my hoes now shut your mad a** up" I'll blow a n***a, leave him stanking like a loud fart My n***as on 8 Mile and John R, will light your top up, like a cop car I'm in the crib and my house dark She got good brain so her mouth smart Call me CashKidd or M-Block Mark I stay in the hood like Kenny off South Park What up Red-Lime, them n***as spam Hoes say they love me, I don't give damn I'll f** a b**h then go hit her friend, two times if I like it, Instagram I got plenty fans, I'm a cool n***a But don't call me bro if I ain't cool with you If I point at you and tell Cool spray you, he putting six holes in you like a pool table Shout out my dude Gabel, J Willy what the f** is up? All my b**hes fly, Blossom, Bubbles, and bu*tercup We can shoot it out or we can knuckle up I'll fold your top like a bu*ton up Drinking out the bottle n***a f** a cup, after I bust my nut I'm busting up I'm from the Eastside, we ain't keeping calm n***as think I can't read in between the lines I'll sneak through his blinds like a Peeping Tom and put the heat to his mind, now he sleep with God n***a! [Outro] Yeah. CashKidd p**y Free Tone, RP, Jeff HAAN!!!