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Jordanl - CROSSFIRE (feat. CHEF GEECH) Lyrics



Jordanl - CROSSFIRE (feat. CHEF GEECH) Lyrics
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That's it, it's all in the marbles
Sitting in the house, I'm loading up the pump
I'm loading up the Uzi, I got a couple M16s
A couple 9s, I got a couple joints with some silencers on
I'm just loading up clips
A couple grenades
Got a missile launcher with a couple of freedom missiles
I'm ready for war
Jump and get caught in the crossfire, never doubt fire, it'll burn you
Grab a gavel, we adjourn you, send him home early like a curfew
We've been the wave, front on the gang, f*ck around, we'll surf you
Headshot, we a turf you
Walk them down, nigga, Herschel
Jump and get caught in the crossfire, never doubt fire, it'll burn you
Grab a gavel, we a adjourn, send him home early like a curfew
We've been the wave, front on the gang, f*ck a round, we'll surf you
Headshot, we a turf you
Foot on they trachea, me and my dogs get a jumping gymnasium
Cop some Acres and places, they played vacant
Flip that bitch on its neck, WrestleMania
Been them niggas, you know ain't no changin' up
1 of 1, but we move like it's 8 of us
No arachnid I'm back and I'm steppin' up
Got the banks in the back hundreds lapping up
Look, never conform or condense, who I am from Detroit
Came up on the east side of the 6
Bone doin' time in the slam, free the fam when he out
We gon' be on the island and shit
Bitches been different since I linked with Smart ENT, it was genius
I gotta admit, shorty see me wanna ride on a high
I Treat her like a stock, hit and buy in the dip
They can't do how we doin' it
Coach and quarterback, bitch, I'm the nucleus
Get the highest you boys get the Pewterschmidt
I'm a family guy with the Stewie Griff
Been the family's guy with the leadership
Know the M's comin' in when the L's hit
Paul Pryor and Porter that real rich boy
It's life after death, hit the kill switch, got him caught in the
Jump and get caught in the crossfire, never doubt fire, it'll burn you
Grab a gavel, we adjourn you, send him home early like a curfew
We've been the wave, front on the gang, f*ck around, we'll surf you
Headshot, we a turf you
Dominated all the competition
Knowledge, power, Bible, I got wisdom
Found a girl I like that got charisma
Only problem is I popped her sister
Oh well, at least I'm optimistic
Committed to this money, not commitment
California livin', drivin' Benz's
Louis trench coat, I'm out the trenches
Started on the Uni, now I'm bougie
If you know, you know, you never knew me
Turned a group of bitches into groupies
Let the gang hit him, I ain't choosy
Haven't ate all day and I been movin
Probably why this perky got me woozy
Belly used to be my favorite movie
Till I hit the club and made it gloomy
Big bag, got him big mad, little bitch bad
Wanna f*ck cuz i get cash
And the wrist dance put her ass on a skiplagged
With a gym bag
I'm a player, I got whiplash
Turned seven mile into fifth half
You ain't gotta shoot another shot, just to rim bad
Best way to make it to the top is the skimp pass
Bomb on a motherf*cker, op like Bin Laden
Jump and get caught in the crossfire, never doubt fire, it'll burn you
Grab a gavel, we adjourn you, send him home early like a curfew
We've been the wave, front on the gang, f*ck around, we'll surf you
Headshot, we a turf you
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That's it, it's all in the marbles
Sitting in the house, I'm loading up the pump
I'm loading up the Uzi, I got a couple M16s
A couple 9s, I got a couple joints with some silencers on
I'm just loading up clips
A couple grenades
Got a missile launcher with a couple of freedom missiles
I'm ready for war
Jump and get caught in the crossfire, never doubt fire, it'll burn you
Grab a gavel, we adjourn you, send him home early like a curfew
We've been the wave, front on the gang, f*ck around, we'll surf you
Headshot, we a turf you
Walk them down, nigga, Herschel
Jump and get caught in the crossfire, never doubt fire, it'll burn you
Grab a gavel, we a adjourn, send him home early like a curfew
We've been the wave, front on the gang, f*ck a round, we'll surf you
Headshot, we a turf you
Foot on they trachea, me and my dogs get a jumping gymnasium
Cop some Acres and places, they played vacant
Flip that bitch on its neck, WrestleMania
Been them niggas, you know ain't no changin' up
1 of 1, but we move like it's 8 of us
No arachnid I'm back and I'm steppin' up
Got the banks in the back hundreds lapping up
Look, never conform or condense, who I am from Detroit
Came up on the east side of the 6
Bone doin' time in the slam, free the fam when he out
We gon' be on the island and shit
Bitches been different since I linked with Smart ENT, it was genius
I gotta admit, shorty see me wanna ride on a high
I Treat her like a stock, hit and buy in the dip
They can't do how we doin' it
Coach and quarterback, bitch, I'm the nucleus
Get the highest you boys get the Pewterschmidt
I'm a family guy with the Stewie Griff
Been the family's guy with the leadership
Know the M's comin' in when the L's hit
Paul Pryor and Porter that real rich boy
It's life after death, hit the kill switch, got him caught in the
Jump and get caught in the crossfire, never doubt fire, it'll burn you
Grab a gavel, we adjourn you, send him home early like a curfew
We've been the wave, front on the gang, f*ck around, we'll surf you
Headshot, we a turf you
Dominated all the competition
Knowledge, power, Bible, I got wisdom
Found a girl I like that got charisma
Only problem is I popped her sister
Oh well, at least I'm optimistic
Committed to this money, not commitment
California livin', drivin' Benz's
Louis trench coat, I'm out the trenches
Started on the Uni, now I'm bougie
If you know, you know, you never knew me
Turned a group of bitches into groupies
Let the gang hit him, I ain't choosy
Haven't ate all day and I been movin
Probably why this perky got me woozy
Belly used to be my favorite movie
Till I hit the club and made it gloomy
Big bag, got him big mad, little bitch bad
Wanna f*ck cuz i get cash
And the wrist dance put her ass on a skiplagged
With a gym bag
I'm a player, I got whiplash
Turned seven mile into fifth half
You ain't gotta shoot another shot, just to rim bad
Best way to make it to the top is the skimp pass
Bomb on a motherf*cker, op like Bin Laden
Jump and get caught in the crossfire, never doubt fire, it'll burn you
Grab a gavel, we adjourn you, send him home early like a curfew
We've been the wave, front on the gang, f*ck around, we'll surf you
Headshot, we a turf you
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Writer: CHEF GEECH, JORDANIEL RILEY
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Performed By: Jordanl
Language: English
Length: 3:21
Written by: CHEF GEECH, JORDANIEL RILEY
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