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(Chorus)
If you boys got we can
wit it
In da club or da we can
Go wit it
It don't make me
Blow for wit it
Crack his wit a gun
sho split it

(Project Pat)
In Hollywood at the stop
out for one time
Clean on things
Niggas hate I'm bout mine
I'm on that
So the car's kinda
The in the stash
Cause I'm dodgin the
Its hard on tha
livin like a catfish
A killa, four kids
and a fat
Try to flip e'ry quarter
no credit barred
We accept cash,
or ya ebit(EBT)
Like to start
At the we be flexin
And we'll kill a
At hoes we be beckin
North North to the
My game respectin
A rope to the
You get drug by yo
Don't around here
You'z reckin
You get ya ass off
For and jeckin
Down in dirty
Only muhfuckas rule
Hoes flirty skirties
Young niggas act a

(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
bitches always get wrong
So I pullin tha trigga
And since you won't learn
I got lessons to teach
You betta up the pastor
He got a sermon to
I ain't wit arguin and cussin and fussin
and fightin
I'm choppas off top
Committed to yo life'n
La Chat a mac killa
Only speakin the
I'm tryna let you its on
For you a nigga
A be quick to talk shit
But do you what you say
A real killa don't be
They be on they way
I think you wanna get down
You boys ain't for beef
There nowhere you can hide
I out an APD
This game that ya playin
These bitches comin up
I keep my to tha street
So hoe you watch ya sayin

(Chorus x2)

(Project Pat)
lock me up just like Tupac
And I went
Layed it down for a
Now right at em
Took my game weighed it up
On a triple
rob, kill, murder, steal
For that ghetty
U.S. Marshal at my folks
Wanna kill me
see me in a pine box
Bullet in my
Police, I ain't did shit
Why you this
thugs love my rap songs
They relate to
Swingin Knock ya eyeball
out ya face
Shoulda known it was shit
All in tha
Young niggas on that
Gon off tha
Sneakin in da club
You could get away
Its a muhfuckin clique
Represent ya
cane makin plenty change
All to the
blunt after blunt
Pound pound
Throw a dead body in tha
we get down