Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Closure, artist - Young Chris.
Date of issue: 27.11.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
The Closure |
Out on the strip with no fear |
You niggas wouldn’t come near |
Been in this bitch for some years |
New niggas couldn’t compare |
K47 in possession |
Shit that’ll knock down a bear |
Ringing their bell we be giving them hell |
If catch them in jail you’ll get knocked into |
Big bulldog with a clutch |
How a nigga feeling when the trust gone |
Can’t get caught up with the hands |
Man you niggas better watch what you puff on |
When that shit start hopping out the AK |
Niggas taking shit down nigga mayday |
Man I hop on these beats for my dawgs in the streets |
To the cells I’mma send them that J pay |
Big bank roll in my cargos |
Ride fleet ship looking like a car show |
hit the streets nigga shining |
Forty four millimeter no diamonds |
fly shit with my espy |
Gold buckle all on my Giuseppes |
Brought the whole crew down to fountain blue |
You better hide your boo we on them jet skis |
Stay above water, rich like Porter |
A nigga dial him for the quarter |
Can’t come short got to have every penny straight cause every dollar for my |
daughter |
I’m at the border main for my snorter mains I take a trip out to Florida |
A couple gallons main of that main water |
Young nigga on so they want to fuck now |
Get a new watch get this shit busted down |
Out in California fucking with Jaccpot |
Got a couple zips so a nigga touchdown |
See who tough now when them niggas rush down |
And kick in your door bitch you better hush down |
Bitch I keep my shit loaded up with enough rounds |
I put on for my city I rep for my town |
We gon' lay them niggas down main |
Down main, got an ak and a four pound main |
on the beach a whole quarter in the streets |
Got a judge take your life sit 'em down main |
Can’t stop won’t stop get down main |
We don’t love these hoes we love the pound main |
We like Snoop and Daz we like to rough it up, trying to fuck us up right now |
main |
Where them hoes at, bring them girls in |
If she fucking the world cause she fucking it up with her girlfriends |
Crack that 'tron open, you got weed then curl it then |
I got Hennessy I got plenty weed a nigga drunk as fuck and I’m in them trees |
I got a drumstick hanging out the oozie |
Get you pussy niggas wetter than Jacuzzi |
I got extra clips for the extra scrips and finna check the strip and make a |
movie |
Cold lawyer just to bump the case |
Cartridges for more coffin space |
Forensic files more caution tape |
Hold you niggas down take it off the waist murder murder |
Murder swear its murder when we catch them |
Got them choppers coppers and I’m running down |
Murder I swear to God I want revenge |
And I won’t rest until they dead I put this shit on all my friends |