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(Chorus)
If you got beef we can
wit it
In da or da street we can
Go wit it
It make 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
Niggas hate cause I'm bout
I'm on weed
So the car's smokey
The in the stash
I'm dodgin the pokey
Its hard on tha
Niggas livin a catfish
A project killa, four
and a fat
Try to flip quarter ounce
Ain't no credit
We accept cash,
or ya ebit(EBT)
Like to start
At the we be flexin
And kill a bitch
At hoes we be beckin
North to the full
My game they
A to the bumper
You get drug by yo
Don't around here
You'z reckin
You get ya ass off
For and jeckin
Down in this
real muhfuckas rule
Hoes wearin flirty
niggas act a fool

(Chorus x2)

(La Chat)
If there's ana to handle
I'm gonna take of my biz
I got a scope on ya
I'm straight for yo wig
I love to show out on
I love to cut up wit
These bitches get wrong
So I pullin tha trigga
And since you hoes won't
I got some lessons to
You call up the pastor
He got a sermon to
I ain't wit arguin and cussin and fussin
Bitchin and
I'm choppas off top
Committed to yo life'n
La Chat a mac slash
speakin the real-a
I'm tryna let you its on
For you violate a
A bitch be quick to shit
But do you what you say
A real killa be talkin
They be on they way
I think you wanna get down
You boys ain't for beef
ain't nowhere you can hide
I out an APD
This ain't game ya playin
bitches comin up slayin
I keep my ears to tha
So hoe you what ya sayin

(Chorus x2)

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