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"Chiraq (Remix)"

Any that ever looked at me wrong, (ha!) hey man, go that way B
Hey, man, I'm done holdin' 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
Could've skipped
I'm a bad boy with that big
12 when I head shot him
Bust his head like a pinata
Like Percy Miller I've bout it
Come find your ass Bin Laden
I kill a clown my guala
Don't give a if it was 10 dollars
Don't niggas don't trust bitches
I know these ho's a pimp scholar
And it's MOB till the day I
And these stupid don't get nada
And dick riders try to steal from me
Gon feel the heat that lead pop em
I whack a bitch and then walk away blood on my shoes that's red bottoms
Bought a new gun with two
I wait to use it
And bitch stick to my hip like I glued it
I hope you do trip as as you do it
I'll pull bitch out K-9 unit
And your ass goodnight, like, (bang bang) that's smooches
No top that's
I'm ruthless, I do
I'm these ho's, yeah, they all on my pool stick
And you mad at your main bitch cause that bumpin my new shit
the game foul and the ref dirty
Keep the on me like a jets jersey
Tell a opposition I never worried
Keep the 30 on me like I'm Curry
I can see you pussy a miniskirt
talkin you gon get it first
And the toughest you gon' get it worst
Now go order up 20 shirts
RIP with they face on it, have to they ass how that semi work
Yeah they got smoked 21st
The next you see 'em gon' be in a hearse
Always sayin somethin' but ain't nothin'
When it's I don't wait for nothin'
If I see a opp day in public
Then I'm shootin shit like Production
Got word they be out there every
I'm talking than Barry White
We gon' past with that iron blast
And start flipping like Jessie White
They bullets, he Randy Moss, he Terrell Owens, he Jerry Rice
And I'm fucking monster in a pair of Mike's and this 40 on me looks nice
I roll up like a blunt, I don't bitch I hunt
Hoodie on like a monk, I'm with that pump
This bitch got kicked like a punt it usually sit in my
But for today it's riding shotgun since niggas like to
And if this nigga run and nigga done, I'ma soak a nigga like he in the tub
These rappers acting Ice Cube now tell Doughboy to come pick him up
niggas I never like 'em, got no problem with killin' one
I do real hits and don't brag about it, rap about it, I don't give a fuck
I remember way back when we was broke, we was crying, high as hell
To us she was a loving mother but to other motherfuckers she was
And I remember begging her to and every single night when I told her that
get big and buy a bunch of guns
And kill every nigga that sold her crack
It's almost 20 years later, now she finally
But that was the shit that I prayed
I thank God I it out
Damn it good to go pick up my momma and take her out
Lil Tony got paper now all in my bank account, and it shit to debate about
If you cross me like Jesus, I'll come with heaters
Be outside your crib like we out
It's really fucked up in my city I'm but I'm bout to add to the body count
I'll Rocky Part 4'em I'm rushin', show all you niggas exactly I be 'bout
My choppas, shit on them bitches, when spittin, I think they might got a potty mouth
I might come baseline like Kobe Bryant, did way back in '03 and then body
Keep runnin' mouth I'ma run in your house
Paramedics they bring bodies out
I'm you niggas like Jay Rock and word on the streets is that they done let Bobby out
Be strapped at the mall, strapped at the studio, you better be strapped at your momma
When Montana hoppin' out, hollow poppin' out
I caught his ass takin' the out
of silence, text messages sent around my city, the moment they find it out
Black on black
We own black
the motto when we ridin' out
The ratchets stay on me, just know I was all me, if ever you saw me out
Been playin' iron, since the age of nine
Shoutout to my daddy he me how
My dad was a killer, my mom was an addict, a grew up in a slaughterhouse
I am the one that they talk
I am so cold that you have to Thaw me out
That be callin', I'm almost stopped ballin', now I am up next like Jabari now
See niggas was sleepin' on me, but I just woke them up and sayin' they sorry now?
I'm a stacking
Dope rapping, no
Po' packing, blasting
snatching, toe tagging, cold bastard
Better close your mouth or get a closed
Show you I'm saying like closed captions
Put in two, make them disappear, when I spit fire, that's old magic
I'll put the chopper to a top, and then let it fly, Go-Go Gadget
Might fuck his bitch or say fuck shit, and get straight face, that's no passion
I'm the that you ever heard
I'm the flyest killer that you seen
If a fuck nigga ever jump stupid, catch a body like a trampoline
Bitch I'm Kruger in a hockey mask
About to kick like karate class
Ask a nigga where he hide his
He better the truth like a polygraph
One move and that shotty blast
Leave a nigga stiff a body cast
And we don't know 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 on them
Be with real niggas, doing shit
If I get caught, I telling on them
No tool, I ain't going
Iron Man with that on him
God knows where the hell I'm going
Make a nigga wish he was never
These niggas broke, put a on them
I'm fly, put a cape on them
I'm up in Adrianna's throwing cake on them while they hate on them
From Chiraq, not Miami, but I'm wearing heat I play for them
I'll come at night and put the nine on
the long clip, Deandre Jordan, (Deandre Jordan, Deandre Jordan)
I'll come at and put the nine on them
the long clip, Deandre Jordan