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White Chalk Lyrics - Singles - Junior M.a.f.i.a

I got more glocks and tecks than you 

Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em 

I got more glocks and tecks than you 

Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em 

 

I thought I told you 

Never to trust, nobody but us 

Now the gats must bust 

Malicious black viper venomous 

There's gonna be a lotta white chalk and brains on the sidewalk 

I know you hear me, nigga talk 

 

Nigga I'm weak-in, can't move my mouth to speakin' 

They caught me creepin', deep in the hood peepin' 

Larce was sneakin', they took me off my feet-in 

But fucked up because my heart's still beatin' 

I can't sleep, thinkin' how I'mma creep 

Burners to squeeze but can't get up to help my ememies 

 

Psychopath, when the days of wrath 

Resolve the conflict, I'mma lick who did it 

And who da fuck was wit' it till they dead covered blood red 

Pumpin' lead till them bastards ain't got no head 

The raw deal, bad era switched to terror 

You could pray all day but still gone die anyway 

 

I got more glocks and tecks than you 

Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em 

I got more glocks and tecks than you 

Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em 

 

I got more glocks and tecks than you 

Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em 

I got more glocks and tecks than you 

Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em 

 

When I come, I'm comin' right 

Fuck tip toein' in the night 

I tear'em up in broad daylight 

Snakes too crudoo for you 

Nigga catch Deja Vu 

When I'm aimin' my gat at you 

 

It's time ta make it happen 

Fuck the yappin' 

I'mma, step the fuck up and start clappin' 

Double action 

Two fo' fo', we robbers for satisfaction 

Clickin' off reaction 

 

All those robberies we breezed 

Backed down DTs 

Feelin' the murder disease 

Thou shall die when I catch you 

And lick you in your eye 

Nigga, nice try 

 

Our whole life, and thinkin' 

Centered in drugs 

Twin mack loaded slugs and buckin' at them other thugs 

Engraved, with the mark of the beast 

The shots I released increased aimin' 

For dey head piece 

 

I got more glocks and tecks than you 

Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em 

I got more glocks and tecks than you 

Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em 

 

I got more glocks and tecks than you 

Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em 

I got more glocks and tecks than you 

Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em 

 

Murder's the death penalty 

Don't need nobody 

Helpin' me but the other half of snake and me 

Us two combined, shots ta lick 

Junior M.A.F.I.A. clique 

Now who goes the road against it 

 

Niggaz got drama 

I'ma kill his baby first 

And then his momma, ain't no time for bitchin' 

Callin' police and snitchin' 

You live by the gun, you die by the gun 

Don't do this killin' shit for real, why do the shit for fun? 

 

Try ta murder my blood, can't let it slide 

Family pride committin' grisly homicide 

Blunted, lame niggaz get hunted 

Autopsy shows he felt the black rhinos 

Fuckin' witta pro, I hit, I don't miss 

Niggaz spit clips disappear in the mist, check it 

 

I showed you rugged put you fools in dirt 

Tryin' ta put in work 

But only gettin ya fuckin' self hurt 

 

I got more glocks and tecks than you 

Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em 

I got more glocks and tecks than you 

Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em 

 

I got more glocks and tecks than you 

Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em 

I got more glocks and tecks than you 

Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em 

 

For my niggaz, Nino Brown, Lil' Ceaser 

B.I.G., Bugsy, Capone, Cheek Del Vek 

Lil' Kim, Kleptomaniac 

Motherfucker 

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