Eric Dingus - Get Cheeze lyrics

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Eric Dingus - Get Cheeze lyrics

[Verse 1: Vinny Cha$e] Yeah, uh, Vinny Cha$e, yeah Vinny Chase be the way, long cash okay Yeah get it all day Stay bate up, b**h n***as hate VC And the cake I make, wake bake when I wake up Gee, and the city all mine, dope style with the rhymes Hate n***a don't mind I'mma shine till I die, I'mma fly when I ride When you see VC he fly all the time My trunk in the front, cup full of drank Roasting, gold links and I'm puffing the blunt My style so illy, go to the top, won't stop No drop top, five milli million, I did it Young n***a, rep my city as Diddy Big shoes I feel 'em, I get it If it's [?] VC, V. Cha$e, whos better? Never ever See a n***a swag like me All gold, blue jeans, white tee, n***a please New Koop, I'm coming through the streets Look small, pour a bean n***a get cheese n***a get cheese, young n***a get cheese Young n***a get cheese Young n***a, young [Verse 2: Smug Mang] [?], workin all night [?] Don't go out 'cause I hate them flashing lights Hate them flashing lights I'mma fashionite, popping pills and smoking weed and write That's my life, Smug Life, Rez Life Xanax life till everybody else I don't seem right but I'm alright I'm just high, can't feel my face at this time Lost my mind and I can't find 1000 Xans and 50 pounds Leave me alone, I'm just doing me Or expressing myself artisticly [Verse 3: Curtis Williams] The weed that I'm rolling is potent My n***as get money and blow it You n***as ain't smokin' no strong You n***as just freak in them blacks Last week we spent it all, we makin' it back My n***as be keepin' them packs, f** n***a relax We came in through the back door Cameras on, we don't act tho No lies only facts hoe See, ridin' 'round, gettin money I'm smokin' good with my main b**h Your b**h bad and she recognize them real n***as I came with That gang gang, that 2-9 till I die hoe All my n***as 100 but you n***as got on a disguise hoe Yeah