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"Chiraq (Remix)"

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

I been
Could've college
I'm a bad boy with big popper
12 gauge when I shot him
Bust his head open a pinata
Like Percy Miller been bout it
find your ass like Bin Laden
I kill a over my guala
Don't give a if it was 10 dollars
Don't trust don't trust bitches
I know these ho's like a scholar
And it's MOB the day I drop
And these stupid don't get nada
And these dick try to steal from me
Gon the heat when that lead pop em
I whack a bitch and then walk away with blood on my shoes red bottoms
Bought a new gun two clips
I can't to use it
And that stick to my hip like I glued it
I hope you do trip as as you do it
pull that bitch out K-9 unit
And kiss your ass goodnight, like, (bang bang) smooches
No top clueless
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 bitch bumpin my new
Yeah the game and the ref dirty
Keep the green on me like a jersey
Tell a I ain't never worried
Keep the 30 on me like I'm Curry
I can see you pussy like a
talkin you gon get it first
And the toughest with you get it worst
Now go up about 20 shirts
RIP with they face on it, have to show they ass how that work
Yeah got smoked April 21st
The next time you see 'em be in a hearse
Always somethin' but ain't sprayin nothin'
it's beef I don't wait for nothin'
If I see a opp broad day in
Then I'm shootin shit like Azae
Got word they be out every night
I'm talking deeper than Barry
We gon' ride past with that iron
And start flipping niggas Jessie White
They catching bullets, he Randy Moss, he Terrell Owens, he Jerry
And I'm fucking in a pair of Mike's and this 40 on me looks very nice
I roll up like a blunt, I lurk bitch I hunt
on like a monk, I'm Boyz-N-Tha-Hood with that pump
This got kicked like a punt it usually sit in my trunk
But for today it's riding shotgun since like to front
And if this nigga run and this nigga done, I'ma a nigga like he in the tub
These rappers acting like Ice Cube now Doughboy to come pick him up
Fuck niggas I never like 'em, got no with killin' one
I do real hits and don't brag about it, just rap about it, I give a fuck
I remember way when we was broke, we was crying, momma high 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 night I told her that
I'ma get big and buy a bunch of
And kill every nigga that sold her crack
It's almost 20 years later, now she finally
But that was the shit I prayed about
I thank God I it out
Damn it feels good to go up my momma and take her out
Lil Tony got paper now all in my bank account, and it ain't shit to about
If you cross me like Jesus, I'll come with heaters
Be your 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
Rocky Part 4'em I'm rushin', show all you niggas exactly what I be 'bout
My choppas, they shit on them bitches, when spittin, I they might got a potty mouth
I might baseline like Kobe Bryant, did way back in '03 and then body yall
Keep runnin' your mouth run in your house
they gonna' bring bodies out
I'm signing you niggas like Jay Rock and word on the streets is that they done let out
Be strapped at the mall, strapped at the studio, you better be at your momma house
When hoppin' out, hollow tips poppin' out
I his ass takin' the garbage out
Moment of silence, text messages sent my city, the moment they find it out
on black everything
We own everything
the motto when we ridin' out
The ratchets stay on me, know I was all me, whenever if ever you saw me out
Been with iron, since the age of nine
Shoutout to my daddy he me how
My dad was a killer, my mom was an addict, a nigga up in a slaughterhouse
I am the one that they about
I am so cold you might have to Thaw me out
That money be callin', I'm almost stopped ballin', now I am up next Jabari now
See niggas was sleepin' on me, but I just woke them up and they they sorry now?
I'm a dough
Dope rapping, no
Po' packing, blasting
Soul snatching, toe tagging, bastard
Better your mouth or get a closed casket
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 nigga top, and then let it fly, Gadget
Might fuck his bitch or say fuck shit, and get straight face, that's no passion
I'm the illest that you heard
I'm the flyest killer you ever 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 his stash
He better the truth like a polygraph
One false move and that shotty
Leave a nigga stiff like a body
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 niggas, doing real shit
If I get caught, I ain't 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 he was never born
These broke, put a price on them
I'm fly, put a cape on them
I'm upstairs up in throwing cake on them while they hate on them
From Chiraq, not Miami, but I'm wearing like 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 night and put the on them
With the long clip, Deandre