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Al Chapo - 8 Mile Lyrics

[Intro]
(Don't play with him)
(Chapo)

[Chorus]
This that block talk, stick walk, nigga posted up at the Shell
Yeah, Nigga drop a diss on me, Fuck nigga, I ain't never been scared
Yeah, Nigga, Nigga drop a diss on the Mobb, On god nigga I'ma be there
Yeah, Nigga keep playin' with this BabyLife shit, Nigga they gon' be dead
One in the head when I pop out, Everybody know Bwhoa rockout, And I fell in love with them gun sounds
I got a white boy wrap his ass up like 8 Mile
Nigga keep playin' with this shit, have to shoot a boy down, and them niggas catch no foul
You ain't talkin' 'bout Glocks you ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'
Before, but now they know now

[Verse]
I ain't gon' lie, I'm trustin' my gun, I'm blowin' this bitch wherever I go
And this BabyWhoa shit, I ain't gon' never lie to my whoa
I'm poppin' that 30 clip, hollow tips in it
I'm doin' all thesе Xans, and I think I got addicted
Play with the Mobb, they gon' diе by the henchman
And this 7.62 hit his back, learnt his lesson
Switches on Glocks, Switches on Glocks, I'm ready to pop sum'
12 keep askin' all these damn questions, I don't know nothing
Lil' Glokk got locked up, had got out, got a new gun
Fuck that 8X, that's a new one
Don't even worry 'bout 'em, I'm gon' get 'em spunt
I mean, robbin', Yeah, But catch a opp down bad, nigga, I was never done
Niggas ain't never said "The Real OSO", nigga I'm the first one
I told Chapo, Bring the Micro Draco 7.62, this not no stun gun
This bitch stun like a couple of 'em
Man that lil' 20, Drop 100 on 'em
Need a thousand bands, I ain't talkin' Fauni
Ya bitch got ran, and I'm so sorry
Don't even ask about her, that's my new shawty
I'm wit' my other bitch, and my ex callin'
Pull out the big stick, and they ass droppin'
I need them big bags, that's the label callin'
If it ain't a mil' nigga then it get dropped
Gettin' locked up nigga, I was never thought
She wan' be BabyLife, and she fuckin' on the damn whoa, She a real thot
Nigga want smoke with the Mobb, Nigga speak up, Better say somethin'
Yeah, Fuck nigga say somethin'
That bitch say she like my cadence
Fucked a thick bitch, and she Asian
Big ass Glock, nigga, I won't chase him
Yeah, too official with this pistol, when i be ridin' 'round my city
I'm tryna catch one with this missle
And this BabyLife, BandGang, Nigga I don't know 'bout no Jizzle
And these niggas scary as fuck 'bout the gang, They run from the gang, call them Chicken Little
Yeah, bitch and this Glock shoot so different
She lyin' she ain't my mistress
It took time to get where I'm gettin'
And I ain't give a fuck, Feel the way I'm feelin
[Chorus]
This that block talk, stick walk, nigga posted up at the Shell
Yeah, Nigga drop a diss on me, Fuck nigga, I ain't never been scared
Yeah, Nigga, Nigga drop a diss on the Mobb, On god nigga I'ma be there
Yeah, Nigga keep playin' with this BabyLife shit, Nigga they gon' be dead
One in the head when I pop out, Everybody know Bwhoa rockout, And I fell in love with them gun sounds
I got a white boy wrap his ass up like 8 Mile
Nigga keep playin' with this shit, have to shoot a boy down, and them niggas catch no foul
You ain't talkin' 'bout Glocks you ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'
Before, but now they know now