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jag (chubby) - shotgun suge diss lyrics

jag (shot gun suge diss)

yeah… this fat -ss n-gg- talking bout on what happen?
n-gg- ya body look like a bag a water n-gg-!
f-ck wrong wit you?
south central whoop…..

yeah…uhhh…
tell suge that it’s nap time
yeah it’s rap time
n-gg- tryna eat up the paper
i’m tryna stack mine
this n-gg- chill wit his enemies
i attack mine & clap mine
come at me twisted
and get a flat line
what you hot bout?
this a master’s degree
wit a drop out, you hop out?
jack in the box gun
how it pop out
sleeping wit the snub nose
i’m letting the snot out
you got hands chill man
both suge i’ll get knocked out
i make it feel like the 90’s
they letting pac out
suit on tryna see what ya stock bout?
you a cop out..whooo…
boy you better disguise up
my n-gg- i’ll ride up
wit buckets back ta back
like it’s tied up
shot down
as soon as we drive up
the bullets i’m rasin
ill leave this grape n-gg-
dried up, fried up
i slide up wit the shot gun
like where is shot gun?
pop sum and tap dance on em
like yeah i got one
the heny filled to the top of my gl-ss
i’ll catch you why you in church
and start popping my mag
ask yourself
how come ain’t n-body copping my trash?
grading schooling why you a freshmen n-gg-
not in my cl-ss
facts..chubby!
i’m just showing the hood flame
i’m from the west
where we born in a repping the hood gang
who put you on? oh fa real?
you telling me suge bang?
well i’m balling like a internet n-gg- like good game
i’ll run up in the middle of newwark like suge lane
could’ve f-ck his babymom’s
but who really want suge’s dame?
my sh-t squirt & i flip work
tell em set the fade up
i’m punching that b-tch first
i mean bruhh get you clean up n-gg- sh-t dirt
i’ll flip and spit a whole clip
at his b-tch shirt
feel me? take a trip ta jerz
find em and trip first
you patting pockets?
i’ll put my hand in ya b-tch purse
scary wild
i could tell the way you was raised
you was a scary child
crazy how i didn’t p-ss english
but n-gg- carry vowels
stuck in one lane and you mad
i got a pair of styles
west side but f-ck wit both sides like i’m varejão
prepare fa the intermission
smack pay you?
you n-gg-s been abusing smack
suge need a intervention
i need to read on the rules more
it’s like if you lose more
then they paying you fool’s more
you get it?
we going be jahova witness fa friday
before i even wait
we going be at you fool door
swag member a.r
this n-gg- a copy cat
“copy that”! both of us fat
but you sloppy fat
all facts…
play it kool cuz i got ratchets
i ain’t got one?
then the knife is on ya chest
like a chop jacket
i swear the streets
it was made fa me
get at ya babymom’s
turn ta b-tch to a slave fa me
i’ll hit up day and tell em
set up the fade fa me
then k!ll you!
and my n-gg-
come and shoot up the grave fa me
hold up! you losing in this fight
just keep moving ta the right
like you setting n-gg-s back
how you keep losing to the whites…yeah!
you wanna shake c-ss hand
you wanna meet the vets?
and if you met em already
you tryna reconnect
you talk crazy online like you can beat the best
balling? man please
y’all had it hard tryna keep the nets
don’t come at n-gg-s
unless you come at me correct
clap em from the toe up
n-gg-s shooting till it reach his neck
this n-gg- wavy i’m surfing n-gg-!
i know real n-gg-s rep the purple, you purping n-gg-
fa certain n-gg-! whoooo!!

f-ck wrong wit you n-gg-?
don’t ever mention me or my n-gg-. f-ck you crazy n-gg-?
ask bout me n-gg-
ya n-gg-s know me…etc…

- jag chubby lyrics

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