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CHiLD (feat. LAMARR) Video (MV)




Performed By: TheCitizen
Language: English
Length: 2:32
Written by: Dalante Ford, Dominic Emmi




TheCitizen - CHiLD (feat. LAMARR) Lyrics
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(Wrongway, Bring it-, Bring it Back)
(Come on, Come on, Come-)
On, who the f*ck you want?
Punisher like I'm big-
Run when you see me
No DMC better bounce when I come up and
(Let off a round-round)
Bitch you a child, so I'll slide like a playground
Swing-set, way that them bullets gon hail down
Talk all that shit in yo songs, better bailout
Next time I see you, be down in the hellgrounds
Beerus the tint in the hellcat
Say that you better than me bitch I smell cap
Ain't about money, so let's get around that
It ain't bout no guns, cause you ain't shot a round back
(Round Back)
Play with them rats like it's mouse trap
Know that they snitching, it's all of my business
I can't believe I used to stay and go round that
(Rep BHG until my f*cking heart black, yuh)
(Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, yuh)
Who the f*ck you want?
Punisher like I'm big-
Run when you see me
No DMC better bounce when I come up and
(Let off a round-round)
Bitch you a child, so I'll slide like a playground
Swing-set, way that them bullets gon hail down
Talk all that shit in yo songs, better bailout
Next time I see you, be down in the hellgrounds
(That bitch just tryn' be funny)
(Dumb bitch ain't gettin' no money)
(Boy I get commas counting)
(Posture check when you talking bout me)
(Let's go, Ok, Ok, Ok,)
(Wrongway, Bring it-, Bring it Back)
(C'mon, C'mon)
(C'mon, C'mon)
(C'mon, C'mon)
(C'mon-)
Come on, I'ma go get to the racks
My ex is doubling back
You was a lion, but now you a rat
Surrounded by darkness like I am a bat
No holding back, it's time to attack
Why you so mad? Chill, Relax
Takin' a trip, off the map
Cut the act, you know that you cap
Scoring 6 like a touchdown
I'ma take over as soon as I touch down
Ice on my wrist, bustdown
Been a king, I don't need a crown
Doin' my dance, yeah I'm doin' my thing
Ice on my fingers, Lord Of The Rings
This don't feel real, it feel like a dream
Everything is not as real as it seems
(C'mon, C'mon, C'mon)
(Yeah,)
(C'mon, C'mon, C'mon)
(Yeah,)
(C'mon, C'mon, C'mon)
(Yeah,)
(C'mon, C'mon, C'mon)
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(Wrongway, Bring it-, Bring it Back)
(Come on, Come on, Come-)
On, who the f*ck you want?
Punisher like I'm big-
Run when you see me
No DMC better bounce when I come up and
(Let off a round-round)
Bitch you a child, so I'll slide like a playground
Swing-set, way that them bullets gon hail down
Talk all that shit in yo songs, better bailout
Next time I see you, be down in the hellgrounds
Beerus the tint in the hellcat
Say that you better than me bitch I smell cap
Ain't about money, so let's get around that
It ain't bout no guns, cause you ain't shot a round back
(Round Back)
Play with them rats like it's mouse trap
Know that they snitching, it's all of my business
I can't believe I used to stay and go round that
(Rep BHG until my f*cking heart black, yuh)
(Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, yuh)
Who the f*ck you want?
Punisher like I'm big-
Run when you see me
No DMC better bounce when I come up and
(Let off a round-round)
Bitch you a child, so I'll slide like a playground
Swing-set, way that them bullets gon hail down
Talk all that shit in yo songs, better bailout
Next time I see you, be down in the hellgrounds
(That bitch just tryn' be funny)
(Dumb bitch ain't gettin' no money)
(Boy I get commas counting)
(Posture check when you talking bout me)
(Let's go, Ok, Ok, Ok,)
(Wrongway, Bring it-, Bring it Back)
(C'mon, C'mon)
(C'mon, C'mon)
(C'mon, C'mon)
(C'mon-)
Come on, I'ma go get to the racks
My ex is doubling back
You was a lion, but now you a rat
Surrounded by darkness like I am a bat
No holding back, it's time to attack
Why you so mad? Chill, Relax
Takin' a trip, off the map
Cut the act, you know that you cap
Scoring 6 like a touchdown
I'ma take over as soon as I touch down
Ice on my wrist, bustdown
Been a king, I don't need a crown
Doin' my dance, yeah I'm doin' my thing
Ice on my fingers, Lord Of The Rings
This don't feel real, it feel like a dream
Everything is not as real as it seems
(C'mon, C'mon, C'mon)
(Yeah,)
(C'mon, C'mon, C'mon)
(Yeah,)
(C'mon, C'mon, C'mon)
(Yeah,)
(C'mon, C'mon, C'mon)
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Writer: Dalante Ford, Dominic Emmi
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