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Chap Chap

Dennis the Menace
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Ayo, ayo, ayo fam, wagwan Say the Mandem got food innit Kuxh Beatz And we starving, right We gon' go slide, yeah Vinny Arghh Anhh, kumbe opp Aaanhh, kumbe opp Ah, kumbe opp Alright Ah, kumbe opp Why you act like we bros Ah, kumbe choko Chopper hit him put him on the floor For my peace, I'm ready for war Call my soldier, we ready to roll Wagwan, what you say Where he at?, where he staying? With my Gun, we gon' slide Chap, chap, chap, chap, chap, we gon' slide Chap, chap, chap, chap, chap, we gon' slide Wagwan, what you say Where he at?, where he staying? With my Gun, we gon' slide Chap, chap, chap, chap, we gon' slide Got the food, I'm with the Mandem Got the clientele The owner kicked me out the house Got too much clientele I had to get on with my life I had to take step I can't be fucking with no opps Lil niggas step Sport, sport, transporting Sport, sport, and I put the work in Ghetto tunaforce Plan in accordance High I need more Recording smoking dope Woo Tuko chap, chap, we ready to slide Hey Yo menace, you ready to slide Pop, pop, pow When it get down, they ready to hide Take him down with the Mandem One of my niggas, they ready to fire Ah, kumbe opp Why you act like we bros Ah, kumbe choko Chopper hit him put him on the floor For my peace, I'm ready for war Call my soldier, we ready to roll Wagwan, what you say Where he at?, where he staying? With my Gun, we gon' slide Chap, chap, chap, chap, chap, we gon' slide Chap, chap, chap, chap, chap, we gon' slide Wagwan, what you say Where he at?, where he staying? With my Gun, we gon' slide Chap, chap, chap, chap, we gon' slide I sneak up, lurking like a tiger Told him days are numbered, got the fire My mind on the murder get him, get his brother We on they ass, my foot on the gas Man sure I'm fast, They kill a chance Straight like gaming chess, can't diss when you take they breath Gang we good, laid back smoking woods Trench kids from the hood, must need some food I can't call my Mama, my blood coming through My English cool, pour the tint all over You can't see what we do, but I'm in the mood Opps ain't been a threat, them bitches gone for good In the Rover with them dirty bitches Smoking with some shrooms Give me head up with her best friend Guess this what money do Designer shoes When the police come over, she keep it mute Ain't no fool, try to cross me once I walk in with my tool Ah, kumbe opp Why you act like we bros Ah, kumbe choko Chopper hit him put him on the floor For my peace, I'm ready for war Call my soldier, we ready to roll Wagwan, what you say Where he at?, where he staying? With my Gun, we gon' slide Chap, chap, chap, chap, chap, we gon' slide Chap, chap, chap, chap, chap, we gon' slide Wagwan, what you say Where he at?, where he staying? With my Gun, we gon' slide Chap, chap, chap, chap, we gon' slide