"Chosen" lyrics
VL Deck & CEO Trayle Lyrics
[VL Deck:]
Rare form, nigga, twin towers, nigga, 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, nigga 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, nigga 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 shit 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
Fuck 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, nigga 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, nigga know it
[CEO Trayle:]
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
[VL Deck:]
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, nigga 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, nigga know it
[Outro:]
(Ayy, Don, this beat-)
Rare form, nigga, twin towers, nigga, 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, nigga 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, nigga 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 shit 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
Fuck 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, nigga 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, nigga know it
[CEO Trayle:]
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
[VL Deck:]
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, nigga 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, nigga know it
[Outro:]
(Ayy, Don, this beat-)
