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Fox 10 Lyrics by Chirch Boi Willie

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“We get that shit right?
Can we get that shit right?!”
“And that.. Zone, zone
Zone zone..
They say..
Zone, zone z- Zone, zone..
They say..
Watup...”
“Chirch Boi..”
Hop'd out of that 98, in 98
Just a young nigga, tryna make a way
Yeah
Shooters like Jordan, round my fucking way..
I seeen a young balling nigga fade away...
R.I.P
Momma put his face, all on a Tee..
He was seventeen..
Niggas left him stanking like sum bleach..
That was like 0’3
Back when Niggas had dem hoop dreams..
In that 2'3
Zone, Zone, Zone like swizz beats
I was too geeked..
Plus this bitch look like lecia keys
She gone take the keys, all way up to room 203!
Aye that's my lil freak!!
She do what I ask.. nigga CLOUT..
Told her..
“I just wanna put it in ya mouth..”
(BITCH!)
And I’m in this bitch juggin with my nigga from the south..
Yeah it's church boi willie..
But the demons in yo house!!
Nigga, lay down on this couch
Nigga
Better not make a sound nigga..
I don't want to have to let this FN hear you out nigga..
Loaded Smithen wessons under every other couch..
Nigga doubt, please I can't wait to meet a house nigga
Hit em wit dat T.I, that bitch, a bring em out nigga..
Ain't got no patience for these mufuckin loud niggas
Gangsters move in silence..
You know we get violent
Mufuckin murder Michigan it's ya higness..
Rolling wit the finest..
My soldiers all behind us..
Be tryna find our way but you know black men blinded..
Niggas still binded..
But niggas still trying
I'm in this black struggle like God Damn I need blonde bitch..
I swear it's perfect timing..
I linked up with the BOM man..
The strong gone survive and the weak gotta vaaniishhh...
Honest..
(Hoppie)
Tell yo bitch stay out my face if she ain’t trying to get fucked
I stuffed a gram up her nose then I charged her 100
Taking penitentiary chances and got caught with a burner
Three years Thuggin on the yard hitting push-ups with murderers
Now my team lit and Niggas hating on it
I got shooters in the crowd and they waiting on em
That Knigge D just got a Draco with the crescent on it
When my shooter out there jam I’m investing on em
These Niggas playing with me like they ain't got kids
Well you gone be the reason why your mom ain’t got kids
Catch yo ass slipping on that block and leave you boxed in
Crimestoppers now yo mom a victim all on fox 10 Nigga!
(Peanut)
OK it's been a little minute now I'm back in This bitch
I like them hundred round drum's I don’t fuck with the stick
I got some Niggas from the boot and they ready to shoot
And if you really want to smoke bitch we getting you too
(Chirch)
“Getting You too”
“Aye, bitch we getting you too”
(Peanut”
And if you really want smoke bitch we get in You too
(Chirch boi willie)
Yea
I got some Niggas from that murder city, hitters they shoot”
(Peanut)
And if you really want smoke bitch we getting You too!
(Church)
“Getting You too..”
“Ooh
I am dripping sauce here a lil boo
Niggas pull up with the skunk it's like Pepe le pew
I've got a bad bitch I'm trying to have her reppin the crew
You Niggas play like gimme the loot but that's not what you do
Ay nigga swear to God
I got plans for y'all Niggas call me Farrakhan
I'm bumping Nip,on the way to Liks Im on a marathon
You Niggas slick when you move your lips but I am a paragon
That means I'm perfect in this bitch and that's a paradox
Who ever thought the perfect Nigga young PAC headbands trigger-happy pulling triggers
Kill a cop yeah man that was payback for my nigga
Young Trei Martin and any other Nigga victim
They gone say I got it started now they wanna bargain now
Need 40 acres and a mule or pecker beg your pardon now
You know 400 years of slavery ain't no way to soften that
I had to teach my youngin bravery cause they out here sparkin that
Cops killing Niggas, Niggas die daily and then they want peace I'm like you fucking crazy
I need some Pedegree I'm trying to feed my baby
And lady liberty I don't know that fucking lady for real
Niggas kill each other before they kill Bill
If it ain't church boy Willy then it's ILL WILL
Used to light the fire and I still will that's kind of dope will get you really high tho Nigga
Ew!”

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