Snakes Lyrics – Chris Patrick
Singer: Chris Patrick
Title: Snakes
**Aye boy, ain’t that, ain’t that that p#ss# #ss n#gg# over there?**
I mean, it is but bro, chill, we ain’t even gotta do all that right now
**Aye boy, you a real b#tch #ss n#gg#, G** [Ayo, chill bro
**Real b#tch #ss n#gg# and I was wit yo granny the other day, n#gg#, so I know where y’all stay** [Just leave these n#gg#s alone, bro, we good
**I’ll terrorize the whole Sunday dinner, n#gg#** [Here we f#cking go!
**Real muthaf#cking pitbull will bite down on yo granny’s ankles, n#gg#**
**Yo daddy ankles, n#gg#, yo momma ankles**
Aye
n#gg#s be hoes in ya face
Keep lil bro out my space, for real
He don’t think we know he shaky
We’ll expose him as fake for real
Lil shorty done told me the case, uh
Heard he roll with the snakes for real
Heard he roll with the snakes for real
Heard he roll with the snakes for real
n#gg#s be hoes in ya face
Keep lil bro out my space, for real
He don’t think we know he shaky
We’ll expose him as fake for real
Lil shorty done told me the case, uh
Heard he roll with the snakes for real
Heard he roll with the snakes for real
Heard he roll with the snakes for real
Brodie is ready with pride
Brodie got devilish ties
Brodie too focused on hoping my energy die
Living rent-free in his mind, cope with it mentally
Notice he jealous at times
Know he not meant to be I
Showed me he enemy
Close to me?
Never, I tried to fix up the envy inside ’em
But he saying he gang just so he could hang with us
It’s a shame cause bro was my vato
n#gg#s lame when they see you raising up
And they blame you when they can’t follow
Chose his fate and I went and prayed for bruh
I prayed his pain would be swallowed
Switch to strangers then it get dangerous when they aim to hit you with hollows
Bang, bang, bang, clocking yo stunts
n#gg#s want what you got when you up
Pocket watching, he copy yo everything
Pocket rocket, he starving too much
My reconnaissance showing me everything
He talk down on my name in the cut
He walk ’round tryna claim he got dirt on me
Well, b#tch, I ain’t give a f#ck
Chop off the head of the snake for real
If he move like a opp, that homie sh#t dead, my n#gg#
Can’t take no Ls
Chop off the head of the snake for real
If he move like a opp, that homie sh#t dead, my n#gg#
That homie sh#t dead, my n#gg#
Aye
n#gg#s be hoes in ya face
Keep lil bro out my space, for real
He don’t think we know he shaky
We’ll expose him as fake for real
Lil shorty done told me the case, uh
Heard he roll with the snakes for real
Heard he roll with the snakes for real
Heard he roll with the snakes for real
n#gg#s be hoes in ya face [n#gg#s be hoes in ya face
Keep lil bro out my space, for real [Space, for real
He don’t think we know he shaky
We’ll expose him as fake for real
Lil shorty done told me the case, uh
Heard he roll with the snakes for real
Heard he roll with the snakes for real [Snakes, Snakes
Heard he roll with the snakes for real [Heard he roll with the snakes, Aye]
I don’t trust these n#gg#s
I don’t trust these hoes
Turn that boy to Ricky, Huncho, get the pole
Dump ’em in his soul, up a couple rounds
f#ckers think we p#ss#, tuck ’em in the ground
Pops had raised me as a peaceful n#gg# but the homies with me keep the piece concealed
Watch the way you tryna treat my n#gg#s, ’cause the slightest mess up might just get you chilled
Aye, bro, what the f#ck?
Aggression in me for the opposition
I can’t let the brodies think a n#gg# sweet
My best decision feeling nonexistent ’cause my ego telling me to get the heat
Success ain’t earned without a reckless vision
Either hit the pedal or you hit defeat
Better got to stepping ‘fore we dead the beef
Promise death gon settle who get left to speak
Losing my calm, my cool, my chill
My n#gg#s is armed to shoot and kill
Bang!
Watch that boy roof get peeled, bang!
n#gg#s be, uh
n#gg#s be chatting, they ain’t really troops for real, bang!
Disappear, poof, he killed, aye!
Skate off, regroup the field
Gang!
Shoulder the blame
Cuzzo told me he in pain
God gon fold him when he slain
He ain’t even scared of hell
This sh#t posted in his brain
Living life until he can’t
If he see the opps and he get the drop, he’ll spin down the block, left off the stick
If he see the opps, he’ll get the drop, spin down the block and left off the stick, aye!
Aye
n#gg#s be hoes in ya face
Keep lil bro out my space, for real
He don’t think we know he shaky
We’ll expose him as fake for real
Lil shorty done told me the case, uh
Heard he roll with the snakes for real
Heard he roll with the snakes for real
Heard he roll with the snakes for real
n#gg#s be hoes in ya face
Keep lil bro out my space, for real
He don’t think we know he shaky
We’ll expose him as fake for real
Lil shorty done told me the case, uh
Heard he roll with the snakes for real
Heard he roll with the snakes for real
Heard he roll with the snakes for real
Man, f#ck that n#gg#
I ain’t worried bout them n#gg#s, man
n#gg#s lame as hell
And his granny damn near helped me set his #ss up
n#gg#, we getting money over here, n#gg#
We getting money, we living right, n#gg#, we healthy
n#gg#, it’s health and wellness over here, n#gg#
f#ck them n#gg#
I’m eating kale and sh#t in LA, n#gg#
I’m living a different life, n#gg#
We up now, n#gg#
I ain’t worried ’bout them, n#gg#
You hear me?, we up
We up now
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