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Al Chapo - You Not Da Only 1 Lyrics

[Intro]
(Ay, Chapo)
Ain't talm 'bout Glocks, Ain't talm 'bout nun'
(Damn, Trgc made that?)
(Brr)
Yeah

[Chorus]
Nigga, we trap too, nigga, you ain't the only one trappin' outta bando
Who the fuck said GF, BL runnin' outta ammo?
Running at the opp house with the stick, nigga dressed in all damn camo
Mm, these bitches think they smart, these hoes getting played like piano
White boy parked in the parking garage, man BL came in and took that boy Lambo'
Huh, I chose that lifestyle, man that shit was a gamble
Huh, we huntin' the opp like animal, man we preying on mammals
I ain't trippin nigga, only thing I had, man I had to put a damn deuce in the Snapple
I ain't trippin, I'ma just get your bitch ass wacked if you tattle

[Verse]
Hm, Kilo go wack, his ass, nigga keep talking that crazy shit
Mе and King30 on the east side, man, wе chase a fake crip
Can't say too much I'm still fightin' them cases
If he say too much, i'm gon' find him and face him
You don't want that, man, that bitch too basic
Bag right there, man, you know i'm gon' chase it
I'm tryna get one under my belt
Strip that boy naked, man, that boy need help
Pop his ass with this Glock, I watch his ass melt
When I got the damn fye, I call the shot, won't need no ref'
When the gang shot at yo' ass, he missed, boy yo' bitch ass blessed
We finna spread him out quick, we ain't stressin'
His motion slow, like Ed, Edd and Eddy
We finna eat that plate, my capo low said he breakfast
Jump in the water with that Glock, it got stung like a jellyfish
Shoot him in the stomach, that nigga got a shitbag
When it come to robbin' niggas, boy, I'm A Class
Capo say, "Go do that job," I'ma do that fast
JuGliz down the road, nigga hit my DM
Whoa told me to go over there and go spin
Dumb, pussy nigga wanna be with BL, man, they know we gon' win
AK bite him like a shark, man, that nigga shrunk, nigga, went out bad, dip like a chip
[Chorus]
Nigga, we trap too, nigga, you ain't the only one trappin' outta bando
Who the fuck said GF, BL runnin' outta ammo?
Running at the opp house with the stick, nigga dressed in all damn camo
Mm, these bitches think they smart, these hoes getting played like piano
White boy parked in the parking garage, man BL came in and took that boy Lambo'
Huh, I chose that lifestyle, man that shit was a gamble
Huh, we huntin' the opp like animal, man we preying on mammals
I ain't trippin nigga, only thing I had, man I had to put a damn deuce in the Snapple
I ain't trippin, I'ma just get your bitch ass wacked if you tattle