Requip GameboyJones (Ft. Chi-Chi (USA))

[Chorus: GameboyJones]
Had to grow up on some street shit
Said they got goons, bring 'em out, I ain't weak, bitch
Put 'em all six feet down in a deep ditch
Then come back in a new fit, that's a requip
Uh, had to grow up on some street shit
Said they got goons, bring 'em out, I ain't weak, bitch
Put 'em all six feet down in a deep ditch
Then come back in a new fit, that's a requip

[Verse 1: GameboyJones]
What do you know 'bout the struggle, I came from the rubble
But now I'm the top of the ranks
Life is just all about hussle, and I didn't buckle
So now I'll be makin' the bank
Run up on me with the metal, then it'll get settled
Got no problems makin' it clank
You 'bout to need you an army to even disarm me
My arsenal's tankin' thе tank
S-class, you don't wanna trespass
'Cause I got a girl to take you out and thеn collect cash
Man, I been on chiropractic shit, I'll leave your neck snapped
Said that you got shooters, well your shooters better get strapped
Haters tryna push me, I ain't happy with them pussies
'Bout to make they body limp like I just did it for the nookie
And I did it lookin' stylish, rockin' Prada on my body
This that shit you can't afford, my closet came from Abu Dhabi, bitch