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• Artiste: Chip Tha Ripper
• Titre: Owe You
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[Verse 1:] Check You can catch me down in Santa Monica with Veronica Kim and Monica Hoping that one of them play me like I'm a harmonica Long as they don't ask for nothing we won't have no problem bruh I'm a just pull some tree and then go hit your college up Fitted to the max yes, I get total access We coppin' all these asses, my girl look like a actress She realer than you ever been, fuck who you said you better than That shit you kick irrelevant, call me the benevolent Def spot, the rest not, fucking with this nigger from the CL who added [?] to be Fuck these other niggas cause, when you poppin' niggas run at you like it's a track meet Some trying to get money some just do it for they rap sheet To just to say I fuck with that nigger to build they brand up Make your own lane nigger stand up My shit originated from the hood where it's supposed to Why you niggers coming at me funny like I owe you? Niggas where was you at when we was killin' shit? They don't want to hustle, they just wanna reap the benefits Niggers coming out the woodwork, that shit be so true My status got them looking at me jealous when I roll through [Hook:] Owe you? Owe you? Nigga what I owe you? Owe you? Owe you? Nigga do I know you? Owe you? Owe you? Nigga what I owe you? Where was you at when we was killin' shit on the road dude? Owe you? Owe you? Nigga what I owe you? Owe you? Owe you? Nigga do I know you? Owe you? Owe you? Nigga what I owe you? Nigga what I owe you [Verse 2:] You can catch me down on ocean drive posted up chillin' out with my partners Crack a shelly twist one up and then dip back over the columns Got a problem, I'm addicted to tats and wonderful reefer Want some pounds? Just have one of my gangster bitches meet you and They don't play around nigga, they 'a lay you down Every dime toting seventeen rounds for you clowns Keep the peace, keep the peace, I keep my eyes underneath When I ride through the streets Some niggers want us deceased Cause we doing everything they wish they could do But I just got this all from doing everything you should do Headed to Detroit blazing tree until I'm brainless Bout to fuck with Finally Famous we lions don't try to tame us We grindin' we get this paper, we flying to other places Flyer we makin' statements so why is you niggers hatin'? They 'posed to, and when I speak it so true My status got them looking at me jealous when I roll through [Hook:] Owe you? Owe you? Nigga what I owe you? Owe you? Owe you? Nigga do I know you? Owe you? Owe you? Nigga what I owe you? Where was you at when we was killin' shit on the road dude? Owe you? Owe you? Nigga what I owe you? Owe you? Owe you? Nigga do I know you? Owe you? Owe you? Nigga what I owe you Nigga what I owe you