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lil durk - chiraq (remix) lyrics

[verse 1: lil durk]
n-ggas say me and sosa beefin’ but we both eatin’, but only one keep it
told law he take 15 years, every crime we did we gon keep it secret
can’t tweet teyana corporate n-gga lookin, so what i’m on i gotta keep it secret
that face no stevie no mimi, i promise teyana that i won’t leak it
gripped the 30 just cashed out, if you caught stripping, then you -ssed out
i’m the same n-gga that my city asked about while you in the cut steady buying clout
f-ck the judge, let 9 out, hairpin trigger, let 9 out
four birds in the trap like
4 wings at harold’s with fries covered in mild sauce
everytime a n-gga rap beef, get clapped up in a couple weeks
ig comments and a couple tweets, location on we can go and meet
headshot, i’m outta town, i’m in k!lladelphia with my n-gga meek
pop a wheelie in n-y-c i got the 30 on with my n-gga, flee
heard tyga sneak dissing on me, tell them thot b-tches i’m not right
tyga only got one name but that n-gga ain’t got one stripe
he backpack, so easy to get the n-gga sh-t sn-tched
ask marly marl to get his sh-t back
in chiraq, don’t come here
you ain’t from here? don’t come here!
cause shorty snipin’, bag on him if he don’t like this
no young chop, that .40 bangs, just like him
30 punch like tyson
back to the rap flow, hot sh-t
f-ck i gotta rap for, got bricks
every city i go, got sticks
pockets wells fargo, no bricks
say i’m on top now, no sh-t
you can never say i, wife sh-t
i don’t even like sh-t
i just pipe sh-t
one night sh-t
la with k!llas and thuggers
new york slowbucks them my brothers
a-t-l with migos and young thugger
we go shoot sh-t up in public
and they gotta urge to take
chiraq, look at the murder rate
500 dead bodies, better go and get money ‘fore you be on first 48

[verse 2: otf nunu]
i started rappin these n-ggas hatin’
they mad as h-ll and i ain’t even made it
only real n-ggas
my n-ggas hitters
they drilling sh-t with no conversation
got a hand gun shooting chopper sh-lls
you can try to run bet you won’t make it
you in love with hoes, i’m in love with money
that’s the only time you can catch me cakin’
o-t-f we a empire
we blowing up, it’s a domination
got hitters for your hitters
my n-ggas be with it
money on my mind so i gotta go get it
n-ggas want war? they can start, i’m gonna finish
gotta keep my sh-lls no time for a witness
tweak with the squad that’s bad for your business
guns like the army we something like a menace
mixing that lean i’m something like a chemist
and i started from the bottom
from the rags to the riches
snitching on the guys, you’ll die, f-ck st-tches
got wholes in the tec, i ain’t worried about glitches
straight from the gutter in the hood of the trenches
play with the gang, f-ck wet, i’m gonna drench you
running this game first down, couple innings
got a motherf-cking broom never did like witches (4x)
real n-ggas sign up
broke n-ggas band
b-tch this chiraq
where yo ten year n-ggas might f-ck around and switch up
where that twitter beef will get a n-gga k!lled so if you talking sh-t, strap up
where a lot of n-ggas wanna tote the strap but when it’s drill time they won’t bust
got blood all on my loafers
them guns c-cked for them roaches
i’m turning up, making boss moves, got music all on pandora
this our year and you know it
my cars came with a chauffeur
we smoking leaves, no clovers
and them fried n-ggas expose them
my pistol on me, don’t touch me
finessing game so don’t trust me
them bullets hit him, they skinned his head
better thank god you got lucky
double cup, can’t see the ice
so you know my sh-t a lil muddy
christian lewis about fifteen hundred
so you know the bottle a look bl–dy
otf we the money team
a couple boss n-ggas getting money
bro-ski yea used to torch the opps can’t believe they took jay money
can’t trust b-tches, i know the game
they do anything for that money
b-tch this chiraq, not the windy city
where we catch you off and it get ugly

[verse 3: edai]
six hundred sh-t
man i really spit about situations i live n-gga
when i was seventeen i grabbed the seventeen
and i took the block from my big n-ggas
its some n-ggas around me that act real
but i ain’t never seen one real n-gga
a lot of rap n-ggas around me signed
trying to turn me up so i can get bigger
so it’s f-ck them
you got a chain, better tuck it
i was posted up on that block n-gga
it was war time, it was busting
n-ggas play that role on that instagram straight cuffing
its f-ck a b-tch, i don’t love her
and if i love the b-tch i don’t trust her
she suck me up with no sucker
on six hundred no duckin
ain’t sneak dissing on n0body
but when i was in the field they wasn’t, sucka
ride up on a opp’s block
and catch a n-gga with they pants down
knew lil jay ain’t want war
i heard the lil n-gga dance now
grew up in them projects
then i jumped straight on that block sh-t
ridin around with cdai and rondo they on hot sh-t
know a couple rappers that rap about it
but they ain’t never really shot sh-t
say they manning up and they bandin up
them card crackers get got quick

[verse 4: lil herb]
know a couple n-ggas that’s down to ride
for a homicide when it’s drama time
run up on a n-gga with the llamas flyin’
leave his loved ones all traumatized
one-fifty i’m really with it
i’ll drop his -ss and then forget it
i’m the man round my side of town
might see a b-tch and forget i hit it
i’m a young n-gga i be gettin’ money
take your b-tch from you
and these n-ggas don’t get no respect
i’ma stay 100 till i’m 6 under
matter fact i gotta keep it 150
for every n-gga that’s gon’ come with me
i’m on roc block with a new semi and a blue bentley it do 160
smoke a lot a of weed
like f-ck kidneys, put a dutch in me
got a 40 on me, i don’t trust any
and if any n-gga ever try to end me
i’ma die shooting prayin’ god forgive me
you too busy hating you can’t get no paper, why are y’all so silly?
straight k!llers i can call so many
i don’t love no b-tches but my mom, my sister, and my gun and nicki
i’m in hollywood came from kingston food
shorties standing in the streets with tools
where i’m from we don’t play no games
ain’t no april fools, you will make the news
where i hang we don’t say no names
if you talk to cops i stay away from you
keep your mouth shut in them investigations
you’ll be out the station in a day or two
dedication and a little patience
lead to domination on my way to greatness
don’t put yourself up in a situation
puttin’ my relations in your conversations
shoot a opposition with no hesitation
you get my position then you better take it
know some young bulls from a while back
tryna leave the game but they never made it
i got old sh-t, k!llin’ your sh-t
on a couple tracks, i just never played it
p-ssy n-gga you don’t want war
i got old clips b-tch i’m baron davis
p-ssy n-gga you don’t want war
i got old clips b-tch i’m baron davis

- lil durk lyrics

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