Chetta - Population Control

Murder on check
Riding arround with the dumb tec
(Woah Woah Woah)
Whos next?!, who wanna play?!,  whos flexest?
(Woah Woah Woah) get stepped, get laid
Get flipped get streched (Woah Woah Woah)
Cap me a body, got stripes got more respect
(Woah Woah)

Eat up their bodies,  pull up in silence
Bring on the violence, baby who is you trying
Do not fear nobody, stay wit it beside me
Excuse me, i am sorry
Baby who is your trying

I don't think you shoulod fuck with
Me either risk my whole
Life if you fuck with my
People, drag you to hell
Im above in the aether
Shinning ol woadie like sun in the bleachers

Don't play no games, ima clutch
Em and teach em, trying dem luck
Ima bat em and beat em, catch em up slipping
I deadly missleave em, caching their faith
Bitch i feel like the reaper

Don't play no games, ima clutch
Em and teach em, trying dem luck
Ima bat em and beat em, catch em up slipping
I deadly missleave em, caching their faith
Bitch i feel like the reaper

Murder on check
Riding arround with the dumb tec
(Woah Woah Woah)
Whos next?!, who wanna play?!, whos flexest?
(Woah Woah Woah) get stepped, get laid
Get flipped get streched (Woah Woah Woah)
Cap me a body, got stripes got more respect
(Woah Woah)

Written by:
Joshua Marchetta

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