Chriz J - Question

Crizzy Baby
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Question where do i hail
Question where do you be at
Answer you need not know
Cause anybody come to get ya

I got my head in the books with the real villains
And can't nobody come up an try to swing on me
I got a couple side pockets feeling to boggie
Pull em out an get to blasting with my real homies
They wanna ask about my name you already heard
Ain't no need to put the words in a niggas mouth
I let you hear from me now on this new track
Ain't nobody fucking round with you little phonies
I got my mind on my paper i don't chase a fucking hater
If my little niggas wild'n let em put you on a stretcher
Got my team up on my mind that be 24/7
An you niggas claiming you gone find me an take me head off
I ain't take it as a threat cause i'm scared of no man
But when that day come best believe i'll be ready
Cause i walk your whole blocks ain't nobody really out
Can't be in two places you either home or you out
You can talk about money why your team sitting lonely
Got my name up on the radio playing getting chunky
Now you niggas looking back when them songs ain't released
Gotta half ass studio with no fucking beats
I hate getting on a song just to write a diss
But dooney best believe i'm a kill this shit
In a zone just to rare i be killing these tricks
Leave they eyes all open they can go an feel this shit
Now i'm talking to the main leave your brain all open
Leave the family up inside you gone lay up in this coffin
Need the second just to follow while his ass on yo motto
Have the third read y'all prayers while i'm laughing at the modem
Anybody that's an extra i wish a nigga would
Just cause you comment you ain't pulling nothing suge
Act nice or catch beef no solution round me
I never gave a fuck what y'all thought about me
I been climbing to the top leaving every roach dead
If you standing in my way i'm a grind your ass to sand
Ain't no sorry hold on wait i been waiting for this day
Now i want y'all to say i done said something
You hearing from the horse come an try to take my head
I'll come up on your block and throw these motherfucking hands
That's all you really want you niggas on a front
I ain't gotta lie when i say i'll pull them bangers out
Will i catch my fourth case will i get locked up
Been waiting for the judge to take my soul all out
Ain't got shit to lose i'm a throw all in
If you ain't into gambling go an take precaution

All these flows blowing hot spitting lava on ya pots
Have you niggas looking shook from the stuff i'm saying huh
Now on to the others they done thought i forgot
Man ain't no competition when i'm rapping on the spot
Man them little niggas man i gave they ass a start
My dude should've told ya how he charging on ya bruh
Now they acting all tough cause you round some little niggas
Catch a homi just for lunch if y'all playing with the reaper
The semi with the beamer shoot you down like i don't see ya
Ain't no levels to this shit when i'm breaking down the barriers
Walk across call me jesus have the water look like cement
Where your team at got the scythe waiting just to behead ya
Don't try to go an front i'm a show y'all whats up
Take you back to Halloween when you saw me walking up
Niggas never say nothing when i'm closer to they presence
Be silent as a lamb stay cozy like a baby
If you pull that little piece ain't no safety for you niggas
I been itching just to show how my 9 glock spitting
Ain't nobody really safe this the question for today
Is you niggas gone respond? or do you need a medic? huh

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Crasseros Jackson Jr

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