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featuring project pat lachat - u claimin' you real (featuring project pat) - la'chat lyrics

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[chorus]
b-tch you claimin yo real

[verse 1: la chat]
i got these b-tches jockin me ’cause i stay on they mind
i’m strickly d-ckly while you lickin i don’t f-ck with ya kind
yeah you’s a weak hoe f-ck ya
ain’t no love for ya -ss
you f-ck with me you talk that sh-t i hope you ready to blast
it be these ugly b-tches talkin always sayin my name
it be these ugly b-tches f-ckin all these n-gg-s for fame
a big mistake is when you f-ck up and you f-ck with la chat
your -ss is coward as some ????? ’cause i do not play that
you in my face b-tch talkin i don’t pay you no tention
i got you hot ’cause everytime you speak my name it get mention
you tellin sad story lies everything just to kick it
you don’t get the picture yet stupid b-tch i ain’t listenin
la chat i’m strapped i’m stayin focused got ya -ss figured out
you keep on talkin watch out hoe 12 gauge slug in yo mouth
a real b-tch you done ran across you better be scared
’cause la chat don’t give a f-ck about doin time in the fed

[chorus]
b-tch you claimin yo real

[verse 2: project pat]
i’m ready to ride on these b-tches
who talk that sh-t to me
i’ll homicide these b-tches
a murder in the street
hypnotize stakin riches
and you ain’t got a dime
poppin slugs into snitches
’cause i ain’t doin time
project pat i’m in this m-th-
i know you hear the sh-t
so does yo dog and yo brother
you betta feel this sh-t
n-gg-s hatin undercover
but smiles in my mug
coward -ss motherf-ckers
i’ll smoke you like some bud
i got that thang c-cked and ready
to h-ll with some peace
cookin beef like spaghetti
a blood receipe
suckas need to get some cheddar
my name out ya cab
but you gets nothin better
a permanent nap
always dissin in your rappin
just shows yous a hoe
all this talkin and this flappin
i let some bullets flow
thru the air to your dizome
connectin the dots
meet your end from the chrizome
the glock hit the spot

[chorus]
b-tch you claimin yo real

[verse 3: la chat]
look at me hoe i’m smilin but you know ain’t no love
you turn that smile upside down b-tch and what you see is my mug
now imma break down so plain and i’m gonna make it so simple
you in the wrong and now it’s on a mosberg pump to your temple
see i don’t f-ck with b-tches b-tch i kick it with the thugs
and i be ???????? hoes like you and keep it on the hush hush
you wanna witness what i issue wanna see i ain’t playin
la chat wont ???? now hoe so what the f-ck is you sayin
now this the bizness motherf-cker first i need me a witness
jump with that thang ready to bang i got whoever get in it
i told you b-tches once before you hoes ain’t ready for anna
don’t give a f-ck sh-t mane what’s up i’m buckin b-tches at random
i’m makin it known in everyway la chat ain’t barrin no hoes
and for you n-gg-s f-ck you too i’m buckin holes thru the doe
i hope you think that i’m a b-tch that’s only talkin that sh-t
i show your -ss that i’m a hoe get make up everywhere b-tch

[repeat chorus]



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