JJK FAM, Matthew Charlton's Bitch Ass, Champ - HATRED Lyrics

THIS IS A CERTIFIED HOOD CLASSIC
Pull up on a gorilla lion
If a nigga try me then your so dumb
That boy tried talking he's so done
We walk out and shoot em like Jon Jon
My diamonds two face yea its two-toned
When he hate call him chrome dome
Nigga was talking that hot shit
So it to be post posed
That nigga kept saying that I wasn't better
So I pulled up and snatched his chain like I'm Thanos
You niggas rocking Rick Owen's and shit
With no drip so you niggas really finna go broke
FN is spitting like Nacho
Walk down on Eduardo I got you
C-C-C-Choppa got kick like Kung-Fu
Fucking your bitch like I'm so rude
Balls to his face like Goku
Give you these shots like I owe you
Bullets shake a nigga belly yea
Box to his head like a Telly yea
Duey on me like Nelly Yea
Now yo bitch on my celluar
Have him begging for peace like a treaty
Head in a box now he on TV
(?) No I'm not Vivi
Call me Kobe cause I just birthed Gigi
Matty and Champ no I'm not solo
Call me Namir cause I bounce with that .44
Boy got no drip he dressed like a Hobo
Flash to his head like he taking a photo
Uzi got a beam, choppa got a kick
Feel like Sub-Zero ice on my wrist
Counting up dough, Stacking up chips
Flash to his head like he taking a flick
Piss on me and It came with a foe
Shot through his eyes go open the door
Fucking yo bitch and she asking for mo'
Me and Matty got the grip on the north side
Blowing a bag on the Miami shoreline
.4 and the .9 aimed at his jawline
Shot through his eye now he like Coraline

THIS IS A CERTIFIED HOOD CLASSIC
Pull up on a gorilla lion
If a nigga try me then your so dumb
That boy tried talking he's so done
We walk out and shoot em like Jon Jon
My diamonds two face yea its two-toned
When he hate call him chrome dome
Nigga was talking that hot shit
So it to be post posed
That nigga kept saying that I wasn't better
So I pulled up and snatched his chain like I'm Thanos
You niggas rocking Rick Owen's and shit
With no drip so you niggas really finna go broke
FN is spitting like Nacho
Walk down on Eduardo I got you
C-C-C-Choppa got kick like Kung-Fu
Fucking your bitch like I'm so rude
Balls to his face like Goku
Give you these shots like I owe you
Bullets shake a nigga belly yea
Box to his head like a Telly yea
Duey on me like Nelly Yea
Now yo bitch on my celluar
Have him begging for peace like a treaty
Head in a box now he on TV
(?) No I'm not Vivi
Call me Kobe cause I just birthed Gigi
Matty and Champ no I'm not solo
Call me Namir cause I bounce with that .44
Boy got no drip he dressed like a Hobo
Flash to his head like he taking a photo
Uzi got a beam, choppa got a kick
Feel like Sub-Zero ice on my wrist
Counting up dough, Stacking up chips
Flash to his head like he taking a flick
Piss on me and It came with a foe
Shot through his eyes go open the door
Fucking yo bitch and she asking for mo'
Me and Matty got the grip on the north side
Blowing a bag on the Miami shoreline
.4 and the .9 aimed at his jawline
Shot through his eye now he like Coraline