& Samuel Abraham Piland Chicchon - JJs lyrics

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& Samuel Abraham Piland Chicchon - JJs lyrics

(Brown Sam) Get some water in me... Yeah! Young mon workin' on everything that went wrong (went wrong) Young mon workin' on everything that went wrong (went wrong) Young mon workin' on everything that went wrong Nah, stop, tape'll lie, cop it, pop it, bottle cry I be worried bout ya life I be worried bout ya life I be worried bout my life I be livin' all the time I be feelin' all the crime I be peelin' off rinds I be plantin 'em pines I be so delicate, I was so delicate (Sam!) Cuttin' the wind with a cadence Servin' again, yeah my weight up (Juicy J) In my days, all we did was chief out on a quarter pound (Brown Sam) Quarter pound, chomp 'em down (Juicy J) Chief out on a quarter pound In my days, all we did was chief out on a quarter pound (Brown Sam) Quarter pound, quarter pound, scarf 'em down (Juicy J) Chief, chief, chief, chief quarter pound (Brown Sam) Chompin' down quarter pounds Now I got some enemies Shook up by my energy Tummy like a symphony Chompin' down quarter pounds Now I got more energy Took that from the enemies Boy, I feel replenished B. (Yuh!) Eatin' fake food all night Yeah Imma still get so light (NananaNa) Callin' out dude on sight Yeah I'm tired of empty sh**e (NananaNa) Cold white stallin' kept ya from ya callin' Old man Baldwin stressed from all this wildin'... (Juicy J) In my days, all we did was chief out on a quarter pound (Noel Malpica) You needa relax bro... (Juicy J) Chief out on a quarter pound In my days, all we did was chief out on a quarter pound (Brown Sam) Ya know what I'm sayin' Ya know what I'm sayin' (Forget!) Ya know what I'm sayin' (Forget!) Yeah! I done did that wrong, Imma make peace through song Bring it back... Imma rehash real long, maybe dye my hair blonde Never that.... I don't think no facade gonna go right my wrong... Facts I don't know, no no broad, make me forget my mom Should we just end right now? It all depends on ow Tell me the rain you feel Tell me which birds are real Ayo I'm losin' my head Come on, come feed us some bread I found my tools in the shed, Zed Leave me the keys the Harley Scared to be dead I say "Barely!" Already lost me some darlings... Young moms workin' everything that go on (NAaaaah) I been frontin' on anything that's too long (Aaaaah) Cheap dons talkin' bombs, they don't know what we on (Aaaah) Betray martyrdom, burn this sh** on they lawn And we gon' live, and we gon' live! (And we gon' live!) And we gon' live And we gon' live Animal sh**! (Animal sh**!) Animal sh**! Kiss with a fist, protect the kids Rewrap the wrist, animal sh** Animal sh** Kiss with a fist! Protect the kids

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