Charlie Brown HP - Fatal

Fatal with the music
Got my pistol but I use it
I'm taking all the fame
Just be careful don't abuse it
Momma steady trippin I just blame it on the game
So I just just tell my momma people gotta know my name
Trying to stack them dollars gotta hustle everyday
Don't matter the conditions in the sun or in the rain
See I do it for the money and I do it for respect
But the process never easy what the fuck would you expect
Fucking with this gangsta catch a bullet in your neck
Never chase a bitch but gotta keep on chasing checks
Smoking on some loud swear to god it's heaven sent
And when it come down to my profits I take 100 percent
Posted in the hood and were active to the fullest
Got my finger on the trigger and I'm not afraid to pull it
I'm a rider on the streets, leaving enemies deceased
I be dumping on them busters I'm a muthafucking beast
Making dollars​ making cheese
Bringing bitches to they're knees
We some muthafucking killers
Yeah some muthafucking geez
Making moves and moving weight
Leave your family betrayed
Don't you walk into my yard
I'll just meet you at the gate
Bargains with the devil
Trying to get up out the ghetto
I'll just do it on my own
With this throw away beretta
Gotta keep on making cheddar
Always do it for the better
When I'm spitting on the mic
I represent that sixth letter
Banging on the block and we do this everyday
Gotta let the enemigas know that we don't play
We always smoking weed and we always slang yay
But I gotta let em know that I'm fatal with the k
Banging on the block and we do this everyday
Gotta let the enemigas know that we don't play
We always smoking weed and we always slang yay
But I gotta let em know that I'm fatal with the k
Now you muthafuckers know what I'm really all about
Robbing all you busters for your muthafucking clout
I deposit all my winnings into a checking account
And I don't cash out until I got a large amount
Spending money having fun
Hoodaz got me on the run
Kuz they seen me with a gun
After this I'm surely done
Kuz this shit ain't nothing new
Leave your family feeling blue
Collecting on your debt
Gotta pay up all your dues
Spending money on these shoes
Kuz it is the thing to do
I be chillin killin making a living
Acting like a fool
Walking down pacific
Not going nowhere specific
When I write up on the walls
I be leaving hieroglyphics
My past is horrific but my future look terrific
Growing weed is easy there is nothing scientific
I'm a playa with the bitches
Gotta keep on hitting switches
Trying to make a million dollars but I'm busy killing snitches
Even yo momma know that charlie b a muthafucking mack
Putting all you hoodrats on the muthafucking track
I'm out here selling pussy and I'm out here selling crack
Got these muthafucking addicts trading bitches for a sack

Written by:
CARLOS GARCIA, CARLOS GARCIA JR

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