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"Chiraq (Remix)"

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

I been
Could've skipped
I'm a bad boy with big popper
12 gauge I head shot him
Bust his head open like a
Like Miller I've been bout it
Come your ass like Bin Laden
I kill a over my guala
give a fuck if it was 10 dollars
Don't trust niggas don't trust
I know these ho's a pimp scholar
And it's MOB till the day I
And stupid thots don't get nada
And these dick try to steal from me
Gon feel the heat that lead pop em
I whack a bitch and then away with blood on my shoes that's red bottoms
a new gun with two clips
I can't to use it
And that stick to my hip like I glued it
I hope you do as soon as you do it
I'll pull that out K-9 unit
And kiss your ass goodnight, like, (bang bang) smooches
No top that's
I'm ruthless, I do
I'm ballin these ho's, yeah, all on my pool stick
And you mad at your bitch cause that bitch bumpin my new shit
the game foul and the ref dirty
Keep the on me like a jets jersey
a opposition I ain't never worried
Keep the 30 on me like I'm Curry
I can see you pussy a miniskirt
Keep you gon get it first
And the toughest with you gon' get it
Now go order up about 20
RIP with they face on it, have to show they ass how that semi
Yeah they got April 21st
The next time you see 'em gon' be in a
Always sayin somethin' but ain't nothin'
When it's beef I don't for nothin'
If I see a opp broad day in
Then I'm shootin shit like Production
Got word they be out there night
I'm talking deeper Barry White
We ride past with that iron blast
And start flipping niggas 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 very
I roll up like a blunt, I don't lurk I hunt
on like a monk, I'm Boyz-N-Tha-Hood with that pump
This bitch got kicked like a punt it sit in my trunk
But for today it's riding shotgun since niggas to front
And if this nigga run and this nigga done, I'ma soak a nigga he in the tub
These rappers acting like Ice Cube now tell Doughboy to come him up
niggas I never like 'em, got no problem with killin' one
I do real hits and don't brag about it, just rap about it, I give a fuck
I remember way back when we was broke, we was crying, momma as hell
To us she was a mother but to other motherfuckers she was clientele
And I remember begging her to stop and single night when I told her that
I'ma get big and buy a of guns
And kill every nigga that sold her crack
It's almost 20 later, now she finally sober
But that was the shit that I about
I thank God I it out
Damn it feels good to go pick up my and take her out
Lil Tony got paper now all in my bank account, and it ain't shit to debate
If you cross me like Jesus, I'll back with heaters
Be outside your crib 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', show all you niggas exactly I be 'bout
My choppas, they shit on them bitches, when spittin, I think they might got a potty
I might come baseline like Bryant, did way back in '03 and then body yall
Keep runnin' your I'ma run in your house
Paramedics they gonna' bring 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 be strapped at your momma house
When Montana hoppin' out, tips poppin' out
I caught his ass 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 stay on me, just know I was all me, whenever if ever you saw me out
Been with iron, since the age of nine
to my daddy he taught me how
My dad was a killer, my mom was an addict, a nigga grew up in a
I am the one that talk about
I am so cold that you might to Thaw 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 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
you what I'm saying like closed captions
Put in two, make them disappear, when I spit fire, that's old magic
I'll put the to a nigga top, and then let it fly, Go-Go Gadget
fuck his bitch or say fuck this shit, and get straight face, that's no passion
I'm the illest that you heard
I'm the flyest killer that you seen
If a nigga ever jump stupid, I'ma catch a body like a trampoline
Bitch I'm Freddy in a hockey mask
to kick door like karate class
Ask a nigga where he his stash
He better tell the truth a polygraph
One false move and that shotty
Leave a nigga stiff like a 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 me, I ain't bailing on them
Be with real niggas, doing real
If I get caught, I ain't telling on
No tool, I ain't never
Man with that metal on him
Only God where the hell I'm going
a nigga wish he was never born
These niggas broke, put a price on
I'm super fly, put a on them
I'm up in Adrianna's throwing cake on them while they hate on them
From Chiraq, not Miami, but I'm heat like I play for them
I'll at night and put the nine on them
With the clip, Deandre Jordan, (Deandre Jordan, Deandre Jordan)
I'll come at night and put the nine on
With the clip, Deandre Jordan