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isam - chiraq (remix) lyrics

this little n-gga claim bd, claim gd, say he loe
i’ll run inside and then catch a body police sirens hollering out in the street
i’ll commit a homi got the city wildin’ r.i.p to smith the man’s fam to me
and these n-ggas told me not to do the track i look back like f-ck what you saying to me
i be rollin’ through the city got the holster with the .50
if you run up on me empty i’ma smoke you like a philly
cousin loaded with the semi, ridin’ dirty with the milli
just flipped the whole o dirty money like im diddy
i load up, mask down, hop out of that hooptie
let that k ride, it blasts out, that’s the way we do it
i re up and then flip that
he chose a squad and then switched back
can’t see me comin’, but can hear me gunnin’
let ’em know it’s me and you’ll get sn-tched
i aim the beam at your fitted, sign the crime ’cause i did it, you snitched dog and got two years
i was silent i got acquitted
i run the city so undercover
i can get you whacked and think nothing of it
my boys out here choppin’ heads and im gunnin’ so d-mn trigger loving
run through my block
you will meet my squad
got the city locked and the deagle c-cked
i’ll chain you down like a f-cking slave
and i’ll shmurda dance on your f-cking grave
your gun jammed you took flight
came back for you and you booked flights
better sit tight, when i get right, i’ma lay you down like goodnight
this steel shine like headlights, break knees out with lead pipes, i’ll draw on your -ss like a paper, that’s lead right?
he dead right? is he still breathing?
no nightmare there ain’t no dreamin’
betta find yourself living in a dream ’cause im’a leave your -ss permanently sleepin’
but i move weight like a body builder. one false move let that shawty feel him
his tattoo it looks penned on and he tryin’ hard, but that’s a bad pretender
not chiraq this a-town
my day one’s they stay down
these new n-ggas at gunpoint with they hands up and they face down
stay strapped up from the waist down never lacking when im in the streets
ridin’ me, buddy, luis , d and if im stretchin’ bodies i’m with pistol pete
bouncing n-ggas like a trampoline take shots ’til i got no liver
be dumpin’ bodies in the fox river ’cause they takin; shots from this pole n-gga
keep the .22 like forte, posted on the block like all day
i’ll take it then go columbine leaving dead bodies in the hallway
these n-ggas think im jokin’ huh? laugh at my pain like kevin heart
revolvin’ dogs i’ma let them bark and the hollow tips will rip you apart
don’t g-ngb-ng still a real n-gga
yo squad hard? mines harder
i’ll run up on him with extended clips and start shootin sh-t like jamal crawford
(shootin sh-t like jamal crawford, shootin sh-t like jamal crawford)
i’ll run up on him with extended clips and start shootin sh-t like jamal crawford

- isam lyrics

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