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(Chorus)
If you got beef we can
wit it
In da club or da we can
Go wit it
It don't me none
Blow for wit it
his head wit a gun
I'ma sho it

(Project Pat)
In at the stop sign
out for one time
Clean on them
hate cause I'm bout mine
I'm on weed
So the car's kinda
The glock's in the
Cause I'm the pokey
Its on tha street
Niggas like a catfish
A project killa, kids
and a fat
Try to e'ry quarter ounce
no credit barred
We accept cash,
or ya ebit(EBT)
to start shit
At the club we be
And kill a bitch
At these hoes we be
North to the full
My game they
A rope to the
You get drug by yo
come around here
You'z reckin
You get ya ass off
For and jeckin
in this dirty
Only real rule
wearin flirty skirties
Young act a fool

(Chorus x2)

(La Chat)
If some ana to handle
I'm gonna take of my biz
I got a on ya body
I'm straight for yo wig
I love to show out on
I love to cut up wit
These bitches get wrong
So I love pullin tha
And since you won't learn
I got some to teach
You call up the pastor
He got a to preach
I ain't wit that and cussin and fussin
Bitchin and
I'm choppas off top
Committed to takin yo
La a mac slash killa
Only speakin the
I'm tryna let you its on
For you violate a
A be quick to talk shit
But do you what you say
A killa don't be talkin
They just be on way
I don't think you get down
You boys ain't ready for
There ain't nowhere you can
I out an APD
This ain't game that ya
These bitches comin up
I keep my to tha street
So hoe you watch ya sayin

(Chorus x2)

(Project Pat)
They lock me up just like
And I platinum
Layed it down for a
Now back at em
Took my game weighed it up
On a triple
Niggas rob, kill, murder,
For ghetty green
U.S. Marshal at my folks
Wanna kill me
see me in a pine box
Bullet in my
Police, mane I did shit
Why you hatin
thugs love my rap songs
They to this
Swingin Knock ya eyeball
out ya face
Shoulda it was shit starters
All in tha
Young niggas on powder
Gon off tha
tones in da club
You could get away
Its a muhfuckin thang
ya hood
Slangin cane plenty change
All to the
Smokin blunt blunt
Pound after
Throw a dead body in tha
we get down