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Rich Rocka - Champion lyrics

Artist: Rich Rocka

album: Champion


When it rains its gon' pour yet a again
When it rains its gon' pour yet again
When it rains its gon' pour yet again baby baby
Pour yet again
Hey when it rain its gon' pour yet again
Sippin alcohol
To wash my pain away
I told myself in the end that we gone win I'm the champion
Used to be my dawg then you switched up
Supposed to hold me down then she bitched up
Fagged off with the bag so I can't trust her
I ran out of fucks to give you
Supposed to be my dawg but in the end these niggas switch
These niggas they victimize cause my color of my skin
Got shot by the police when I was 21
Yea
I'm a cold gunna
Had to think about it
I could go to jail I could
But should I bow down I should not
Fuck trump
Fuck the law
Fuck the DA Fuck the judge bitches want to fuck me cuz I'm player
Young niggas hatin' on me tell them step they weight up
This trigger on my hip don't get these pussy niggas ate up
I'm sippin' alcohol
To wash my pain away
All this shit look at what this life did den did to me
I rather teach them niggas and masturbate don't go in there raw
If you ain't gone be a man and have that kid
That baby is not yours you cannot live with this
Pussy gone get clapped tell him to back up
I hit him in his head until his back touch
Reload explode
Brain on froze mode ice glow
Use to wanna kill a man life of sin
Now I drink my pain away with many men
Many men have tried to kill me Many men have fuckin' failed
Knock me down I'm gonna get back up
Bitch I got these racks I got my stacks up
Rags to riches but they'll never get me loyalty
Hey when it rains its gon' pour yet again
Sippin' alcohol to wash my pain away
I told myself in the end that we gone win I'm the champion
Time to activate my alien
Tryna figure out this matrix that they say we in
I'm whippin' work up the state again
Just tryna make the trap great again
Katanas with my lady friend
What I'm doin' is the latest trend
Smokin' purp to the cranium
Pussy nigga hate a sin
Neck lit up like a stadium
Treat yo bitch like a atm
Me and Haiti play to win
Now we got these niggas stayin' in
Cuz when it rain its gon' rain again
Never let up
Shoot it out or we can catch the head up
If you ain't on the front line then shut up
Get yo stupid ass wet up
Fucking with the sons of god
My brother got knocked for guns and fraud
I tell him keep his head up
In my city gotta watch for setups
In my city little niggas fed up
Gettin' rich the only option
Pussy I got killers out in Stockton
That's trappin' like nigga fuck that job shit
They chasing a play
I just come through blazin' away
Got these fake niggas fading away
I swear to God
I swear to God
I swear to God I won't miss these niggas
My voice cost too much to diss these niggas
I'm stackin' blues like I print these bitches
Too many questions yo who sent these bitches
Dismiss these bitches
Fuck these hoes I just focus on the win
I know you feel the reign of my wave comin' in
Me and Haiti play to win
Now we got these niggas stayin' in
Cuz when it rain its gon' rain again
When it rains its gon' pour yet again
When it rains its gon' pour yet again
When it rains its gon' pour yet again
Baby baby
Gon' pour yet again
Hey when it rains its gon' pour yet again
Sippin' alcohol
To wash my pain away
I told myself in the end that we gone win I'm the champion

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