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Correct Capo The Champ Lyrics
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[Intro] Yeah Unlocking Yo [Verse] Rolling with the brodie Shay Real ting, no protégé Chase mula, bands in the air Can't cope when I make it rain Go H•A•M and I'm doing up booth Still fuck with the trappers, though Still tryna get that bando plaque Sold more than a thousand wraps Need more than a thousand straps Blow them opps away Too much hate and observay Keep them cops away Grind hard in the council flats Seen more than a thousand cats Charging phones in traps How you gonna cope with that? Curls in my hair, that's wild Tryna get bands in now Stepped in the room with style Looked at my girl like "wow" Free up the mandem now Rolled on my own for a while Tryna make papers pile Then I came back around Life's mad, I had both ways Understand I had broke days On the grind, I banged coke waves Man hate, I don't note names I'm the guy, I self-proclaim Linked her for that throat game Tag-team but you're both lame Unlock, that's the quote name Summer trap and I do rain Blacked-out like I'm Bruce Wayne Chase dough like I'm Usain Next year, I'll cop two chains Smile now 'cause I knew pain Hollow tip, that's a new pain Tucked down when that woo came Make tunes, I don't do fame Class A, that's a loose game Grown now, I don't do ends Everyday, you've got new friends Everyday, I get new bread I don't care if your shoe's red I'm on the M-way doing road rage Show money, that rotate 36, that's a whole K Known P, I don't show face Fuck the gang that your friend's in Spare shell for your bredrin Move pipe to your peng ting Push weight like I'm benching All this trap in your song, bro Went jail for some next ting Coolie hair when I'm flexing On the grind, that's no resting Trap boy, so I know bricks Ten bags, that was '06 In the circle, have no pricks On your strip, receive pole tricks I ain't trusting these new girls Give the world to my old chick Load it up, get the whole clip I don't wanna hear no lip [Chorus] Charge it to the game Yeah, all this grinding in the rain Yeah, had my brain going insane Tryna make the situation out here change Yeah, charge it to the game Yeah, all this grinding in the rain Yeah, had my brain going insane Tryna make the situation out here change, swag
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