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"Chiraq (Remix)"

Any nigga ever looked at me wrong, (ha!) hey man, go that way B
Hey, man, I'm done back on you niggas, man, straight up, man
Y'all niggas better to go Montana 300 1 through 14 or something man, this 15

I ballin
skipped college
I'm a bad boy with that big
12 when I head shot him
Bust his head open like a
Like Percy I've been bout it
Come find your ass Bin Laden
I kill a clown my guala
Don't a fuck if it was 10 dollars
Don't niggas don't trust bitches
I know these like a pimp scholar
And MOB till the day I drop
And these thots don't get nada
And these dick try to steal from me
Gon feel the heat when that pop em
I a bitch and then walk away with blood on my shoes that's red bottoms
Bought a new gun with two
I wait to use it
And that bitch stick to my hip I glued it
I hope you do as soon as you do it
I'll pull that bitch out K-9
And your ass goodnight, like, (bang bang) that's smooches
No top clueless
I'm ruthless, I do
I'm ballin these ho's, yeah, all on my pool stick
And you mad at your main bitch cause that bumpin my new shit
Yeah the game foul and the ref
Keep the green on me like a jets
Tell a I ain't never worried
the 30 on me like I'm Stephen Curry
I can see you like a miniskirt
Keep talkin you gon get it
And the toughest you gon' get it worst
Now go order up 20 shirts
RIP with they face on it, have to show ass how that semi work
Yeah they got April 21st
The next time you see 'em gon' be in a
Always sayin somethin' but sprayin nothin'
When it's beef I don't for nothin'
If I see a opp day in public
Then I'm shootin shit like Production
Got word be out there every night
I'm talking than Barry White
We ride past with that iron blast
And start flipping niggas like Jessie
They catching bullets, he Randy Moss, he Terrell Owens, he Jerry
And I'm fucking monster in a pair of Mike's and this 40 on me looks very
I roll up a blunt, I don't lurk bitch I hunt
Hoodie on a monk, I'm Boyz-N-Tha-Hood with that pump
This bitch got kicked a punt it usually sit in my trunk
But for today riding shotgun since niggas like to front
And if this nigga run and this done, I'ma soak a nigga like he in the tub
These rappers acting like Ice Cube now tell to come pick him up
Fuck I never like 'em, got no problem with killin' one
I do real and don't brag about it, just rap about it, I don't give a fuck
I remember way back when we was broke, we was crying, momma as hell
To us she was a loving mother but to other she was clientele
And I remember begging her to stop and every single when I told her that
I'ma get big and buy a of guns
And kill every nigga done sold her crack
It's almost 20 years later, now she finally
But was the shit that I prayed about
I thank God I it out
it feels good to go pick up my momma and take her out
Lil Tony got paper now all in my bank account, and it ain't to debate about
If you cross me like Jesus, come back with heaters
Be outside crib like we stakin' out
It's really fucked up in my city I'm sorry but I'm to add to the body count
I'll Rocky Part 4'em I'm rushin', all you niggas exactly what I be 'bout
My choppas, they shit on them bitches, when spittin, I think might got a potty mouth
I might come like Kobe Bryant, did way back in '03 and then body yall
Keep your mouth I'ma run in your house
Paramedics they bring bodies out
I'm signing you niggas like Jay Rock and word on the is that they done let Bobby out
Be strapped at the mall, strapped at the studio, you better be strapped at your momma
Montana hoppin' out, hollow tips poppin' out
I his ass takin' the garbage out
of silence, text messages sent around my city, the moment they find it out
Black on everything
We own black
That's the motto we ridin' out
The ratchets stay on me, just know I was all me, whenever if you saw me out
Been playin' iron, since the age of nine
to my daddy he taught me how
My dad was a killer, my mom was an addict, a grew up in a slaughterhouse
I am the one that talk about
I am so cold that you might have to me out
That money be callin', I'm almost stopped ballin', now I am up next like now
See niggas was sleepin' on me, but I woke them up and they sayin' they sorry now?
I'm a dough
rapping, no lacking
Po' packing, blasting
Soul snatching, toe tagging, bastard
Better close your mouth or get a closed
Show you what I'm saying like closed
Put them in two, make them disappear, when I spit fire, old magic
I'll put the chopper to a nigga top, and let it fly, Go-Go Gadget
Might fuck his bitch or say fuck this shit, and get straight face, that's no
I'm the that you ever heard
I'm the flyest killer you ever seen
If a fuck nigga ever jump stupid, I'ma catch a body a trampoline
Bitch I'm Kruger in a hockey mask
About to door like karate class
Ask a nigga where he his stash
He better the truth like a polygraph
One false and that shotty blast
Leave a stiff like a body cast
And we don't nothing about nothing nigga, we was out of town If somebody ask
Real shit, I'm a father first, my son's need me, I ain't bailing on
Be with niggas, doing real shit
If I get caught, I ain't telling on
No tool, I never going
Iron Man that metal on him
Only God knows where the hell I'm
Make a wish he was never born
These niggas broke, put a price on
I'm super fly, put a cape on
I'm upstairs up in Adrianna's throwing cake on them while they hate on
Chiraq, not Miami, but I'm wearing heat like I play for them
I'll come at and put the nine on them
With the long clip, Jordan, (Deandre Jordan, Deandre Jordan)
I'll come at and put the nine on them
With the long clip, Deandre