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Chrono Trigga Video (MV)




Performed By: Ronin Du Rouge
Language: English
Length: 2:21
Written by: Micah Brown




Ronin Du Rouge - Chrono Trigga Lyrics
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Ridin round in an epoch
Time fly too fast we might wreck it
Ro Roll down the window now there's a new widow
And a brand new father on a stretcher
Got gloves won't catch my passenger prints
War be whippin this shit too professional
Chrono trigga it's time to shoot
Till it's no more niggas who tryna shoot
I gotta be at the top of tha hill yea
I gotta be at the top of this booth
Chrono trigga it's time to shoot
Till it's no more niggas who tryna shoot
I gotta be at the top of tha hill yea
I gotta be at the top of this booth
On top of the key like my nickname tha truth and it's back in 08 I got sumn to shoot
Tha Mvp way hits like Green Day I slide on ya track then I might leave a bruise
On you American idiots hope that yall get this shit
Know that I'm different Ro just ain't wrote this shit Ro really spit this shit
Ro just aint got nothin more to lose
I started movin malevolent pressurin heavily
I had to get me some blues
C notes please Yah bless me like achoo
Chrono trigga it's time to shoot
Till it's no more niggas who tryna shoot
I gotta be at the top of tha hill yea
I gotta be at the top of this booth
Chrono trigga it's time to shoot
Till it's no more niggas who tryna shoot
I gotta be at the top of tha hill yea
I gotta be at the top of this booth
Woo
Top of the booth
Top of the booth
Not on the ground
High as the loud
This Za in my booth
Wasn't hot in the booth
I got in the booth
Now it's fye in the booth
You slide in this booth
You try it in this booth
Then you die in this booth lil boy
Yea
Yea you gon get toyed boy
Yea you gon get hoed boy
Thought yo ass was a dope boy
Turn out you just a dough boy
Turn out you just sweet and shit
Turn out you just Pilsbury
Turns out you kneading shit
Turns out you wishing you could be on beats and shit
Could be like me and shit
But yo ass can't
Yo ass ain't in my bank
I'm alone in my bag
I've been all on my shit surfing like it's my swag
I got plenty of currency plenty of racks
Chrono trigga it's time to shoot
I need me my bag
I need me my sacks
I need me my max
Yall gon run me my max
Yea for Ro and The Pack
Yea you know that the baddest they all got my back
Got this shit, got this Lettuce, got cabbage and wax
Yea this thrax keep on hittin all day like some facts
Yea you know Ro keep rollin and rollin on tracks
Yea keep
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Ridin round in an epoch
Time fly too fast we might wreck it
Ro Roll down the window now there's a new widow
And a brand new father on a stretcher
Got gloves won't catch my passenger prints
War be whippin this shit too professional
Chrono trigga it's time to shoot
Till it's no more niggas who tryna shoot
I gotta be at the top of tha hill yea
I gotta be at the top of this booth
Chrono trigga it's time to shoot
Till it's no more niggas who tryna shoot
I gotta be at the top of tha hill yea
I gotta be at the top of this booth
On top of the key like my nickname tha truth and it's back in 08 I got sumn to shoot
Tha Mvp way hits like Green Day I slide on ya track then I might leave a bruise
On you American idiots hope that yall get this shit
Know that I'm different Ro just ain't wrote this shit Ro really spit this shit
Ro just aint got nothin more to lose
I started movin malevolent pressurin heavily
I had to get me some blues
C notes please Yah bless me like achoo
Chrono trigga it's time to shoot
Till it's no more niggas who tryna shoot
I gotta be at the top of tha hill yea
I gotta be at the top of this booth
Chrono trigga it's time to shoot
Till it's no more niggas who tryna shoot
I gotta be at the top of tha hill yea
I gotta be at the top of this booth
Woo
Top of the booth
Top of the booth
Not on the ground
High as the loud
This Za in my booth
Wasn't hot in the booth
I got in the booth
Now it's fye in the booth
You slide in this booth
You try it in this booth
Then you die in this booth lil boy
Yea
Yea you gon get toyed boy
Yea you gon get hoed boy
Thought yo ass was a dope boy
Turn out you just a dough boy
Turn out you just sweet and shit
Turn out you just Pilsbury
Turns out you kneading shit
Turns out you wishing you could be on beats and shit
Could be like me and shit
But yo ass can't
Yo ass ain't in my bank
I'm alone in my bag
I've been all on my shit surfing like it's my swag
I got plenty of currency plenty of racks
Chrono trigga it's time to shoot
I need me my bag
I need me my sacks
I need me my max
Yall gon run me my max
Yea for Ro and The Pack
Yea you know that the baddest they all got my back
Got this shit, got this Lettuce, got cabbage and wax
Yea this thrax keep on hittin all day like some facts
Yea you know Ro keep rollin and rollin on tracks
Yea keep
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Writer: Micah Brown
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