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iluvu chino - put um up lyrics

[hook]
i’m in n y n cali, n-ggas show me love
i’m in chi town that’s my town, n-ggas p-ss me up
i don’t really give a f-ck, this my ak put um up
when you see me put um up, you ain’t hear me put um up
put um up, put um up, put um up, put um up
put um up, put um up, when you see me put um up
put um up, put um up, put um up, put um up
put um up, put um up, you ain’t hear me put um up

[verse 1]
hokis pokis i ain’t f-cking wit no love potion
i ain’t sucking d-ck just to get a blog posting
you n-ggas act soft smelling like ya b-tches lotion
true religion jeans looking like ya diapas loaded
i used to, i used do it for the love
but i got pushed under the rug
now i got hate filled wit slugs
ak sleeping in the trunk
spray you up like a skunk
catching shrimp, like bubba gump
filling you up like a c-nt uh
respect wit a tech, and i still don’t get respect
but these n-ggas get depressed, cuz they see my checks impress
i got a feeling they jell es, cuz i fly in faster jets
i got my jays looking fresh, and they jays look like death
n-ggas don’t give me credit, so they always disrespect
i’m a have to place a bet, and drown these b-tches in that debt
wet um up as i p-ss, ride da break den da gas
make it clap , like a cl-ss, then i’m out like rachit -ss ahhhhh

[verse 2]
i love my city but these n-ggas make it phony
hercules wit a pistol but they softer then ba low nee
they don’t recognize tha real, i think i should escape
i ain’t driving wit the fake sh0r-, them b-tches i hate
i’m a do it for my people, cuz my people need tha power
ain’t no body f-cking wit us, but they would if we were browner
that’s the truth and they know, b-tch n-ggas will get folded
i’m a wake up um like folgers, burn they bread wit my toasters
fake n-ggas rap and that’s a problem to my cause
cuz they’ll only push my music if all i talk is drugs
all these fake n-ggas brag that they always poppin’ molly’s
but they see that it’s a trend, so they feel they gotta copy
boy i’m sick of all these p-ssies talking tough like a g
they won’t talk in front of me, but then type on fb
who he be, who am i, chino-t that’s me
f-ck the city and the people that always p-ssed me

- iluvu chino lyrics

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