Lyrics Racks - Lil Kross

LK chyyyche gang whaaat
Yeah, hold up, hold up, hold up

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LEEEESSSGOOOO

Run off with the bricks
Chase down with a stick
K on top of them, with time on em
On top of my shit
Bitch ass lame niggas, I don't ride with them
They riding my dick
I swear to my
Them bitches get hit pull up in a blitz

Get savage
I ran from block to block delivered the package
Still stacking
I'm the plug so pour it up Ballentine it
Stop Acting
Cause use a cunt scared to run it up
Mad cause I add it up
I'm having
LK running up the bands I'm in the cut

Only be chasing the guap
I run I don't stop
Make sure that this sh*t is on lock
Tell your bitch that she's a thot
For not telling you that her WAP
Was giving me top
Used to hide dope in my socks
But know I be giving no fucks
I'm smoking up top
Fuck with no goofy out here
I'm the man gotta set up the deal

Set up the set up the deal
I'm adding it up with no fears
I'm changing the gears
Going too fast on my lane
I'm up like I'm sniffing cocaine
It's part of the plan
If you want smoke with the gang
We giving it out it be free
We sell it for cheap
LK be feeling like Meech
Serving the world's appétit
Bon appétit bitch

Hold up, hold up, hold up
YEAAAAAAH

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Get the time right
Switch currencies cash tight
I got it on lock so the business run properly
I came to take
Bitches they came here to hate
But I'm way ahead
Ain't got no time for debate
Already too gone to hear my phone ring

Bands a make a hoe dance
Like that glock that's up in my hand
Cross mufukas yeah I put clamps
Ball like JA jump out from the paint
Hustling, can't sleep
Smoking that gas now I can't see
My eyes are red like I'm bleeding
Too far too gone niggas can't reach

Now you can say I'm a monster
Killing this shit from the gutter
A young nigga paid
Bitches they talk to me proper
Slap a nigga out the coma
With commas I make
LK Chyyyche Gang be a runner
Cardio sweat like the sauna
Run till the sun up
A young nigga gotta go get it today

I gotta get it today, Handling packs everyday
Fuck what them niggas be saying
Give me the, give me the, give me the

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SHOW ME THE
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GIVE ME THE
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LEEEESSSGOOOO

Yeah, LK Chyyyche Gang ma mane
Hold up
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