Champer Zone

We cracking em breaking em taking em bitches G checking ain't faking I'm Holding them Leashes I flip and I swerve ain't doing them dishes I got my wishes feel I'm on a mission Every Day mama be bitchen Getting em ritches I ain't trap no kitchen All ya fakers be switching ah Popping the Molly you twitching ah Gas in my condo pocket full of Hundos When I pull up all ya bitches wanna run though I got my troops bitch I'm a commando Ball in the hoop I be making it land though Mic on fire I'm feeling so hot God damn body got wounds and cuts Tried every mother fucking door got shut Didn't know how to connect the dots Back on my shit and I'm cooling ah All ya haters be fooling I let it rip bitch i put a chrome to your dome Lay you stiff bitch With a 30 You Be Gone Smoking the kush and I'm wild ay They praying on my downfall ay They hating caz I got what they can't have Champer gang standing so tall ay The mofoing champer so hot We chasing the money ain't chasing no thot Sip on the luie when I'm taking a shot We wiping and flipping we taking are cuts