paroles de chanson Ballot To The Chef - Knowledge Seven Supreme
I
know
niggas
that
love
bush
and
love
Regan
Back
then
king
pins
came
in
all
ages
The
love
of
money
had
us
all
chasing
Wintertime
trapping
long
johns
north
faces
Its
like
the
whole
hood
caught
cases
multiple
bails
back
to
back
court
cases
Young
gods
getting
lifted
in
the
stair
cases
word
up
free
our
incarcarated
scarfaces
Fuck
ya
top
5 i'm
only
chasing
the
rap
gods
My
early
shit
was
hood
anthems
for
trap
gods
90's
aura
young
nastradamous
performing
at
cinderella's
While
fucking
on
Pocahontas
Back
then
only
x
I
admired
was
the
local
legend
Got
praised
cause
he
blessed
the
hood
more
than
the
local
reverend
Now
the
game
fucked
you
measure
morals
with
a
ruler
Shit
you
don't
know
if
niggas
dealers
or
they
users
Just
to
impress
birds
who
leave
em
covered
in
bird
shit
She
won't
fuck
you
if
you
ain't
coming
with
perk
dick
Thats
where
I
draw
the
lines
make
em
perpendicular
I
ain't
popping
perky's
just
to
put
dick
in
her
Rather
drop
chips
on
you
let
you
start
a
business
up
We'll
be
everybody
life
goals
living
rich
as
fuck
Old
hoes
watching
our
shit
getting
pissed
at
us
Style
stealers
tryna
steal
our
style
but
wasn't
quick
enough
I
know
niggas
that
love
bush
and
love
Regan
Back
then
king
pins
came
in
all
ages
The
love
of
money
had
us
all
chasing
Wintertime
trapping
long
johns
north
faces
Its
like
the
whole
hood
caught
cases
multiple
bails
back
to
back
court
cases
Young
gods
getting
lifted
in
the
stair
cases
word
up
free
our
incarcerated
scarfaces
First
the
yeezy's
jumped
over
the
jump
man
Then
yeezy
jumped
on
the
nuts
of
this
trump
man
No
matter
who
president
youngin's
gone
get
they
trap
on
I
Seen
them
turn
the
Obama
phone
to
trap
phones
Swear
ya
loyalty
to
corners
that
you
trapped
on
Them
be
the
same
corners
you
get
trapped
on
Cursing
ya
old
lady
for
money
on
ya
books
Now
you
see
that
trap
life
ain't
as
pretty
as
it
looks
Threaten
you
with
wild
time
i
know
you
ain't
shook
Cause
ain't
no
such
thing
as
halfway
crooks
Now
wifey
ain't
picking
up
and
he
don't
understand
But
word
is
she
bout
have
a
baby
wit
his
mans
He
write
he
congragulations
but
really
wanna
beef
Should
he
kill
em
or
let
him
live
that
shit
like
pulling
teeth
Now
the
world
fake
and
he
the
only
real
nigga
please
You
ain't
know
ain't
no
honer
amongst
theives
I
know
niggas
that
love
bush
and
love
Regan
Back
then
king
pins
came
in
all
ages
The
love
of
money
had
us
all
chasing
Wintertime
trapping
long
johns
north
faces
Its
like
the
whole
hood
caught
cases
multiple
bails
back
to
back
court
cases
Young
gods
getting
lifted
in
the
stair
cases
word
up
free
our
incarcarated
scarfaces
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