Chiraq Flow

(Narco in that bitch crazy)

7.62 just pronounced him dead

You can't even touch her less you got some bread

She ain't get the message, left the bitch on read

You know you really gettin' money when it's hard to spread

Just because you got some money, don't forget you lame

It knocked me out like Floyd, Tron, what's the strain?

Pullin' up to the scene flyer than a plane

Baby let me get the neck and I ain't know her name

You can be the coldest, I'm not trippin', I just want my cheese

It's the middle of the fuckin' summer, got a couple sleeves

Out in Brooklyn, Tron punch some sheets, I'm tryna talk to Steve

Got my nut and asked her what she doin'? Tron'll make her leave

You'll slime your mans, I can't be around no 2Pacs

Can't leave without a mask, my face card just too hot

I'ma die with the same team, R.I.P Bean, y'all **** crew hop

All he do is wanna shoot, I'm startin' to think he Rick Fox

I'ma jump shitty only 'cause they watch me like a movie

Why she keep tryna take a picture? Man, this bitch a groupie

I'm the rarest thing that you gon' find, you don't wanna lose me

Gang trippin', ridin' around with dog, he must think he Stewie

Please don't touch me less we fuckin', told her this her only chance

How ironic when I told her that she pulled down my pants

Tryna fight because his arms strong, we'll blow at Lance

Only thing I like to make is money, I ain't makin' friends

Pockets stuffed with blues, I do not Crip, I just fuck with Ben

Kicked the door down just like Triple-H, they ain't let me in

Seen her friend, she like, "Why don't I know you?" Fuck, not again

I'ma go out blazin' just like Tony if they box me in

(Narco in that bitch crazy)