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

(Project Pat)
In Hollywood at the stop
out for one time
Clean on them
Niggas cause I'm bout mine
I'm on weed
So the car's kinda
The in the stash
Cause I'm dodgin the
Its on tha street
Niggas livin like a
A project killa, kids
and a fat
Try to flip e'ry quarter
Ain't no credit
We accept cash,
or ya ebit(EBT)
Like to start
At the we be flexin
And we'll kill a
At these hoes we be
North to the full
My they respectin
A to the bumper
You get drug by yo
come around here
You'z reckin
You get ya ass off
For and jeckin
Down in this
Only real muhfuckas
Hoes wearin skirties
niggas act a fool

(Chorus x2)

(La Chat)
If some ana to handle
I'm take care of my biz
I got a scope on ya
I'm aimin for yo wig
I to show out on hoes
I to cut up wit niggas
bitches always get wrong
So I pullin tha trigga
And since you hoes won't
I got some lessons to
You betta call up the
He got a sermon to
I ain't wit that arguin and and fussin
and fightin
I'm buckin off top
Committed to yo life'n
La a mac slash killa
speakin the real-a
I'm let you know its on
For you a nigga
A be quick to talk shit
But do you what you say
A real killa be talkin
They be on they way
I don't think you wanna get
You boys ready 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 watch what ya

(Chorus x2)

(Project Pat)
They lock me up just Tupac
And I platinum
it down for a calendar
Now back at em
Took my then weighed it up
On a beam
Niggas rob, kill, murder,
For that green
U.S. Marshal at my house
Wanna kill me
Wanna see me in a box
in my head
Police, I ain't did shit
Why you this
Ghetto thugs love my rap
They to this
fists Knock ya eyeball
Clean out ya
Shoulda known it was starters
All in tha
Young niggas on that
Gon off tha
Sneakin in da club
You get blown away
Its a clique thang
ya hood
Slangin cane makin change
All to the
Smokin after blunt
Pound after
Throw a dead body in tha
High we get