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C-H - Sin City (feat. Shizzy Demon) Lyrics



C-H - Sin City (feat. Shizzy Demon) Lyrics




I gotta go and get it
Stuck up in the trenches
Lost my lil dawg, he got lost to a sentence

Tryna get this bankroll, we poppin' like we pippin
Bad lil bitch, I'm tryna shoot like I'm pippin
We gon' need it all before we get them cars
We gon' need it all before we lose or fall

Bad lil bitch, she came through with no flaws
I'ma f*ck her good and I'ma pass it to my dawg
Uh-huh, uh
And I don't even gotta catch a catch

Feel like Randy Moss, if I do, I'ma do my best
Bad lil bitch, she came through and she lost her stress
Cause I f*cked her good with the sex
Uh-huh

Life is what you make it, my niggas so be patient
And money ain't gon walk to you, so just chase it
Don't let nobody tell you, you can't, they just hatin
I like my lil bitches with class, and so shapey

Life is what you make it, my niggas so be patient
And money ain't gon' walk to you, so just chase it
Don't let nobody tell you, you can't, they just hatin
I like my lil bitches with class, so shapey

Stop worryin' about these bitches, these bitches out here choosin
I ain't never cut the check, young boy tight as a Jewish
Why I should I pay for pussy, they givin' it out for free
Spit that shit to that broad, I got it down to the T

Man these broads got some shit with them dogs, some of em married
My last chick I hit the first time, and I was married
Had my dick so deep in her pussy, yeah it was buried
Went to jail left my ass in the dark, and it got scary

Spendin' all this money on Sessions to give a message
The city f*cked up, we still in the Great Depression
This my last time tellin' you niggas that I'm the one
Spent the last couple years in the cell for toting guns

See youngin' got his shit together, see now I'm focused
Gambling' your life with crackers worst then poker
If they ever tell you bittin', is easy, that shit is hard
On the phone, they told me Reece got killed, that was my dawg

Life is what you make it, my niggas, so be patient
And money ain't gon' walk to you, so just chase it
Don't let nobody tell you, you can't, they just hatin
I like my lil bitches with class, so shapy

Life is what you make it, my niggas, so be patient
And money ain't gon' walk to you, so just chase it
Don't let nobody tell you, you can't, they just hatin
I like my lil bitches with class, so shapey

Life is what you make it my nigga
So be patient, and money ain't gon' walk to you
So just chase it, don't let nobody tell you, you can't
They just hatin', I like my lil bitches with class, so shapy
Life is what you make it, my niggas, so be patient

And money ain't gon' walk to you, so just chase it
Don't let nobody tell you, you can't, they just hatin
I like my lil bitches with class, so shapy
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I gotta go and get it
Stuck up in the trenches
Lost my lil dawg, he got lost to a sentence

Tryna get this bankroll, we poppin' like we pippin
Bad lil bitch, I'm tryna shoot like I'm pippin
We gon' need it all before we get them cars
We gon' need it all before we lose or fall

Bad lil bitch, she came through with no flaws
I'ma f*ck her good and I'ma pass it to my dawg
Uh-huh, uh
And I don't even gotta catch a catch

Feel like Randy Moss, if I do, I'ma do my best
Bad lil bitch, she came through and she lost her stress
Cause I f*cked her good with the sex
Uh-huh

Life is what you make it, my niggas so be patient
And money ain't gon walk to you, so just chase it
Don't let nobody tell you, you can't, they just hatin
I like my lil bitches with class, and so shapey

Life is what you make it, my niggas so be patient
And money ain't gon' walk to you, so just chase it
Don't let nobody tell you, you can't, they just hatin
I like my lil bitches with class, so shapey

Stop worryin' about these bitches, these bitches out here choosin
I ain't never cut the check, young boy tight as a Jewish
Why I should I pay for pussy, they givin' it out for free
Spit that shit to that broad, I got it down to the T

Man these broads got some shit with them dogs, some of em married
My last chick I hit the first time, and I was married
Had my dick so deep in her pussy, yeah it was buried
Went to jail left my ass in the dark, and it got scary

Spendin' all this money on Sessions to give a message
The city f*cked up, we still in the Great Depression
This my last time tellin' you niggas that I'm the one
Spent the last couple years in the cell for toting guns

See youngin' got his shit together, see now I'm focused
Gambling' your life with crackers worst then poker
If they ever tell you bittin', is easy, that shit is hard
On the phone, they told me Reece got killed, that was my dawg

Life is what you make it, my niggas, so be patient
And money ain't gon' walk to you, so just chase it
Don't let nobody tell you, you can't, they just hatin
I like my lil bitches with class, so shapy

Life is what you make it, my niggas, so be patient
And money ain't gon' walk to you, so just chase it
Don't let nobody tell you, you can't, they just hatin
I like my lil bitches with class, so shapey

Life is what you make it my nigga
So be patient, and money ain't gon' walk to you
So just chase it, don't let nobody tell you, you can't
They just hatin', I like my lil bitches with class, so shapy
Life is what you make it, my niggas, so be patient

And money ain't gon' walk to you, so just chase it
Don't let nobody tell you, you can't, they just hatin
I like my lil bitches with class, so shapy
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Writer: Sean Seymore, Charles Seymore
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C-H - Sin City (feat. Shizzy Demon) Video
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Performed By: C-H
Language: English
Length: 3:14
Written by: Sean Seymore, Charles Seymore
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