Chronic lyrics

by

Young Buck


Can we get a motherf*ckin moment of silence, for the small chronic break?
A-hah, n*ggas be brown-nosing these hoes and sh*t
Takin b*tches out to eat, and spendin money on these hoes, knowhatI'msayin?
I treat a b*tch like 7-Up I never have I never well
I tell a b*tch like this
b*tch, you without me is like Harry Melvin without Bluenotes
You'll never go platinum
Hey Daz, give me a light n*gga

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