Cyko - 32 Lyrics

Sean chalant might just go and grab the piece eh
Shh
I don't f*** wit n***** that's a known fact
You on paperwork b**** you a known rat
You ain't from the trenches you can't go back
All dem cali's overweight b**** i need mo' pack
You ain't never step on nuttin that s*** foo as hell
(That s*** foo foo)
Smith and wesson wit dat grip dat shit look cool as hell
We ain't pullin out no glizzy's for no show-n-tell
(P****)
Y'all n***** h*** get shot at y'all run and tell
(B****)
I just bought a dirty pistol i felt disconnected
(I felt disconnected)
Msl03 that trap phone disconnected
(Boy you really)
Lil bro charging 5 a kill that boy a bill collector
(Bow bow)
Pull up bow bow blrrrdd
Did he stretch em
(Did he get em)
Boobie wild'n off them percs i hope dem s**** be real
(I hope dem s**** be real)
The way i'm livin s*** i'll prolly lose my record deal
(F*** it)
They told me cyk stay out the skreets can't leave the trap for real
(Can't leave the f***** trap)
Just seen some reefa that s*** was trash they need me in the field
(That s*** was f****** bap)
I heard dat s*** 23 and 24 huh
I come threw wit that 28 and blow yo nose huh
(Hmm whooo)
Thats that gas its 93 that s*** like dope huh
(Haaaa)
Zaza crystal like i sprinkle shit wit coke huh
(Like that coca)
Ar-15 wit that scope that s*** look clear as f***
(Ar-15 wit that scope)
Dem niggas 1 for 4 that score really ain't adding up
(B**** who yall n***** killin)
What thats on yo wrist boy that's a 30 piece
(A bussdown)
You niggas cotton candy funnel cakes i know you sweet
(You f***** clown)
Love the way he swing that drake that boy can't go to sleep
(Rrrr)
Feezo shot his own hand what he gon do if you play wit me
Demons on his mind that boy woke up from a lil murder dream
Vic took his own life i can't believe it that s*** f*** wit me
(Got damn vic)
Is we really beefin we ain't squashing that s*** stuck wit me
(That s*** stuck wit me)
Bust the cuban clamp you know the vibes it ain't no buckin me
(It ain't no buckin nigga)
I don't f*** wit n***** dats a known fact
(That's a known fact)
You on paperwork b**** you a known rat
(A known rat)
You was on dat play boy how you told dat
(You a snitch n****)
You ain't sellin dope b**** you got no trap
(Where yo stove)
You aint from da trenches you can't go back
(You can't go back n****)
All dem cali's overweight b**** i need mo' pack
(I need mo pack)
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Sean chalant might just go and grab the piece eh
Shh
I don't f*** wit n***** that's a known fact
You on paperwork b**** you a known rat
You ain't from the trenches you can't go back
All dem cali's overweight b**** i need mo' pack
You ain't never step on nuttin that s*** foo as hell
(That s*** foo foo)
Smith and wesson wit dat grip dat shit look cool as hell
We ain't pullin out no glizzy's for no show-n-tell
(P****)
Y'all n***** h*** get shot at y'all run and tell
(B****)
I just bought a dirty pistol i felt disconnected
(I felt disconnected)
Msl03 that trap phone disconnected
(Boy you really)
Lil bro charging 5 a kill that boy a bill collector
(Bow bow)
Pull up bow bow blrrrdd
Did he stretch em
(Did he get em)
Boobie wild'n off them percs i hope dem s**** be real
(I hope dem s**** be real)
The way i'm livin s*** i'll prolly lose my record deal
(F*** it)
They told me cyk stay out the skreets can't leave the trap for real
(Can't leave the f***** trap)
Just seen some reefa that s*** was trash they need me in the field
(That s*** was f****** bap)
I heard dat s*** 23 and 24 huh
I come threw wit that 28 and blow yo nose huh
(Hmm whooo)
Thats that gas its 93 that s*** like dope huh
(Haaaa)
Zaza crystal like i sprinkle shit wit coke huh
(Like that coca)
Ar-15 wit that scope that s*** look clear as f***
(Ar-15 wit that scope)
Dem niggas 1 for 4 that score really ain't adding up
(B**** who yall n***** killin)
What thats on yo wrist boy that's a 30 piece
(A bussdown)
You niggas cotton candy funnel cakes i know you sweet
(You f***** clown)
Love the way he swing that drake that boy can't go to sleep
(Rrrr)
Feezo shot his own hand what he gon do if you play wit me
Demons on his mind that boy woke up from a lil murder dream
Vic took his own life i can't believe it that s*** f*** wit me
(Got damn vic)
Is we really beefin we ain't squashing that s*** stuck wit me
(That s*** stuck wit me)
Bust the cuban clamp you know the vibes it ain't no buckin me
(It ain't no buckin nigga)
I don't f*** wit n***** dats a known fact
(That's a known fact)
You on paperwork b**** you a known rat
(A known rat)
You was on dat play boy how you told dat
(You a snitch n****)
You ain't sellin dope b**** you got no trap
(Where yo stove)
You aint from da trenches you can't go back
(You can't go back n****)
All dem cali's overweight b**** i need mo' pack
(I need mo pack)
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