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Dem Franchize Boyz

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[Verse 1]
A yeah nigga motherfuckin franchize in this bitch.
Franchize records. Nigga pop in that motherfuckin door
like we ain�"t gon do shit.
We don�"t do no motherfuckin fights.
Chizaman Triggerman. Know that chop up motherfucker.
Yeah oh my. Buddy that fo 5 ready nigga.
Oh my. Pimpin yo 9 cock to train nigga.
Oh my. Yeah you know I keep mine on the chain.
Oh my. What the fuck, hard not,
nuts, me, ruts, all these motherfuckin guns.
He ain�"t got no more motherfuckin words.
All you hear is that, when I lay you down on the ground
is that, sound, they poppin like they hard but they
feel, they hoes. I know that they get scared when they
hear..oh no. First I get the k and then I.
It�"s danger. Then I load a 100 rounds. One in the
chamber. You gotta aim at the chest up.
Then shoot at they head. If they vest up.
My ak-45 and 9 milli cocked backed.
You bout to run, squeeze of a button,
will make yo head drop back.
When I hear bitch say, I�"m ready to go.
But when you hear my bitch say,
I�"m letting her go. So what motherfucker what.
Now here they come you betta duck motherfucker duck
cuz you can�"t run. Man fuck them bitch ass niggas
talking dat fuck shit nigga. Hold them motherfuckin guns up, ride out.

[Chorus]
45�"s and choppaz and 9�"s.
45�"s and choppaz and 9�"s.
45�"s and choppaz and 9�"s.
45�"s and choppaz and 9�"s.

[Verse 2]
Step on the scene with the green and a.
When shit get ugly I put the beam on a.
They probably became a murder scene called da.
First it was shots sirens from the.
Franchize team and we the king wit the.
I don�"t gotta say a thing you give me cream and you
will. I�"m making shit spark like new years eve wit
the. I tool like a broom I sweep em clean wit the.

[Verse 3]
These niggas be runnin dey mouth.
But they don�"t want drama.
I been da kidnapped dey daughter.
And send a note to her momma.
I can rock timbs in the summer and still be cool in
the summer. Write on you niggas like paper,
but my tool in my lumber. I�"m moving work in the
hood. And yall aint seein my number.
I�"m paranoid already, I keep dat tool tuck number.
When I pull up at the club it�"s 26 on the hummer.
Run dis up on the choppa take out like next on the hummer.

[Chorus]

[Verse 4]
When it comes to war you know I�"m able son.
My tool make a sound like a staple gun.
Betta run. You scared you wanna live.
Give it up know you familiar wit a robber is.
Don�"t get bust. Touch niggas for cash flow.
Lock and load bitch go down a dusty road.
Nigga froze, he didn�"t like my sound check.
Pop check. Yeah hoe I want yo whole check.

[Verse 5]
Every nigga got the heart to make it.
But when its time to pull the trigger they gon choke.
But if I reach the part to where I.
I�"m lettin it flow and if it jam up I�"m gon.
Release some more. Empty out the clip.
I don�"t need no worry. My team trained to go at anytime,
that son you betta know. Military mind on the grind
like commando. Flashlight fo 5 wit a pistol grip handle.

And they talk about my mothefuckin boys ain�"t ready.
I got a motherfuckin squad on my motherfuckin hand.
Franchize, franchize boyz,
franchize records, till dem niggas,
you already motherfuckin know.
We takin over the motherfuckin streets nigga. Hey.

[Chorus]

Dem Franchize Boyz - 45's, Choppaz & 9's Music Lyrics

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