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Chain Snatch
772
Hip-Hop/Rap
Chain Snatch was released on May 5, 2021 by Chuckyy_103 as a part of the album Free Shark Vol.1 - EP
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Release DateMay 5, 2021
LabelChuckyy_103
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM72

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chuckyy_103
Chuckyy_103
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Altamir Davis
Altamir Davis
Songwriter

Lyrics

South, slime
G block shit man
**** know how the fuck we rocking
Slide on who? Bitch I'm tryna slide
Ride on who? Bitch I'm tryna ride
I'm on the block, like more than the stop sign
Why you outside? Cause I am not hiding
Jump on that bitch tryna see who I hit
Slide on who? Bitch you know that you miss
When I leave out the house, bitch I leave with a stick
They say they gon' talk but they know not to diss
Bang at who? Bitch I'm tryna bang back
I got a choppa and you know that I slang that
Come get your bitch cause I hear, "Where my chain at?"
I'll go crazy if I get my chain snatched
Real young **** he know how to drive
If he from the G, then you know that he slime
I call green then you know that he die
I'm in the hood everyday, I ain't hiding from shit
Gun on my hip bitch you getting hit
It's a scope on this bitch so no way I can miss
I'm in the spot tryna hit you with 13
I had a gun ever since I was thirteen
Catch a opp then we putting his face where the dirt be
I been hearing a couple of **** wanna murk me
I ain't paying no **** I'll do it myself
I'm a grown ass man **** I don't need help
I'll drive in a stollie and shoot by myself
Boy bleed like I bleed, what the fuck is he thinking?
Hit him in his face and we watch it sink in
I want him dead I think I'm just thinking
She drink nut like damn she a demon
I love all of my **** I'll give them my heart
Day one, beef bitch, know we gon' spark
We caught a flat and still ain't walk
Got hit in his mouth and he still ain't talk
I'm snatching his brain cause I'm tryna see his thoughts
Don't speak to the lil **** come to the boss
We want a body, what the fuck do it cost?
**** hide in the crib like he on a bracelet
Can't fuck with the G then you might as well face it
These big ass bullets you know that they shake shit
Shit moving slow so we run out of patience
Give him the gold and they come through digging
Give her the dick if she come through tripping
Ain't let me in the game so I come through kicking
Roll up under that **** you know I'ma twist it
Soon as I pull he get me uplifted
Red or green beam got it looking like Christmas
My homies keep telling me, "Chucky you gifted"
Still get in the car with a hundred some shots
Where is they at? I'm looking for opps
We in a chase and we did them the dirty way
I'm tryna hit him with this old ass .38
Got bagged for a stollie but treat like a murder case
I'm tryna get him but he moving fast
Can't stab me in my back cause that shit won't last
Stalking his ass, I'ma hide in the grass
Bullets hit him like we playing tag
Dreaming bout shit that I never had
Real street **** had my gun up in class
I don't know about shit but go look for the opps
Never read in the book but I learned from the block
Too many **** be clicking just stop
This that real south shit man
**** know how the fuck we rocking man
Free Sto ****
Free Drose ****
Free Jojo ****
Free all them guys ****
Fuck the opps
Written by: Altamir Davis
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