Chosen Lyrics – VL Deck & CEO Trayle

Chosen Lyrics by VL Deck & CEO Trayle

Rare form, n#gg#, twin towers, n#gg#, had that time for real
Traphouse
Too far gone, feel like
(Ayy, Don, this beat dumb)

Hood rich, but we roguish
The preacher said we chosen
Come to packs, you know we load it
VL Deck when you approach us

When we pressure, gettin’ extorted
We go extras, n#gg# know it
Hood rich, but we roguish
The preacher said we chosen

Come to packs, you know we load it
VL Deck when you approach us
When we pressure, gettin’ extorted
We go extras, n#gg# know it

You get your chance, you better not blow it
Come get your drip like Illinois
You and your mans get ripped apart
No samurai, I tote a sword

Rackies poke like leotards
I know they shootin’, but I still ball
Wipe the stick, should call a party
The ones who trap, I’m still the card

I came in tough, I’m leavin’ hard
Old battle, still got scars
Send me upstairs, I never talk
Send me the best one, bet he fall

On them missions, boy, I’m Bond
She the same, but switched to blonde
This sh#t insane the way it’s done
Come to ‘za, I’m movin’ tons

Run in your home, no Barry Bonds
I left him sleep of melatonin
Diamond studs on Alexanders
I get you done, I’m no procraster

f#ck the peace, I’m sendin’ glasses
He survived, but need a bladder
I got reefer to who matters
Hood rich, but we roguish

The preacher said we chosen
Come to packs, you know we load it
VL Deck when you approach us
When we pressure, gettin’ extorted

We go extras, n#gg# know it
Hood rich, but we roguish
The preacher said we chosen
Come to packs, you know we load it

VL Deck when you approach us
When we pressure, gettin’ extorted
We go extras, n#gg# know it
Yeah, ayy, I’m hood rich and I’m roguish

Twenty K’s out that Focus
Ayy, get to pitchin’, I’m focused
Happy Halloween, hocus pocus
Backdoor kick door off the dodies

The middle child, not the oldest
The problem child, my Glock loaded
He might OD off that codeine
I was in the tank with the sharks

Stick rip off body, leave parts
African shooter, no dark
Bad-ass cougar live far
And this a Trackhawk, not a kart

How you in the streets with no heart?
It’s a long way from the top and it’s far
Picture Backdoor toppin’ the charts
Don’t talk to no cop or narcs

I’m havin’ battlefield scars
I’m out of here, I work hard
‘Member my car wouldn’t start
‘Member when that Percocet dropped

You’ll be the first to get popped
Even if I go to church, I can’t stop
Big Backdoor kick backdoors apart
Big Ol’ Backdoor

Hood rich, but we roguish
The preacher said we chosen
Come to packs, you know we load it
VL Deck when you approach us

When we pressure, gettin’ extorted
We go extras, n#gg# know it
Hood rich, but we roguish
The preacher said we chosen

Come to packs, you know we load it
VL Deck when you approach us
When we pressure, gettin’ extorted
We go extras, n#gg# know it

(Ayy, Don, this beat-)
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VL Deck & CEO Trayle Lyrics – Chosen

VL Deck & CEO Trayle

Chosen