Young Chris - Who Do You Love lyrics

[Intro][x3] Stand in the ghetto, hand on my metal Pedal to the floor, tell them who*es get on my level I ain't with the fake sh**, young n***a bout a dollar Gotta run the shop, switching shifts every hour Carter like Nino, talk like Sarpino Filipinos, VVS cuffs, I'm that clean though Barcaleni, new gazzelis, this sh** they tell me No dilemma, Cali Nelly new pelly pelly Keep your sh** Kelly, I want my spot take two They don't want gutter to break through Right after the hit, right back to the strip, flipping sour No newborn, we giving showers Heavy chance of d**h, sad song from the choir We right back to the ghetto, my dezi under the tire I grew a pa**ion for rapping, go get it if I desire My legacy more important than money when I retire You know them n***as admire, bunch of snakes in the gra** Stick a prod up they a**, give em trash You know them n***as are fire, competition is none Pause, they ain't talking slick as my tongue, I k** em all Damn right, I'm a f**ing champ, from a different cloth Lock, load, aimed up, I get them looking off Scream war, we get to bodying you n***as, n***a Snap shots until you get the picture Hanging n***as liquor, before a n***a hit her She s** a n***a good, p**y wet as a [?] She'll grab your pole, go up and down just like a stripper You'd rather trick her, pull down my zipper that's how I tip her That's how I does it, gunna balling, We out your budget C created it player, haters they got to love it Clip extendo, big choppers we recommendo Climb the ladder with Big Ladders and crack the window Take the safe out, stay home, it ain't safe out Box em in puffy, no way out, they took the gay route f** boys, f** boys I get em layed out Young n***a starving I'm ready to take out Click clack bow! Young n***as is just that wild Without a gun you was just that child Now he a hitter, he run around, couple shooters, now he your n***a n***a you's a dick eater, he ain't doing sh** either What's the motherf**ing business? n***a you's a witness Put em in the test and f**ing leave them for forensics Hit them n***as where it hurt though, k** em all, murked up