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r3 da chilliman - main thang (remix) lyrics

[intro]
(run that back, west)

[chorus: r3 da chilliman]
sorry, baby, i can’t be your main thing
the streets got my heart, b+tch, i’m gang gang
make brains hang, and if you want violence we want the same thing
you talkin’ all this chili and you broke, it’s a d+mn shame
sorry, baby, i can’t be your main thing
the streets got my heart, b+tch, i’m gang gang
make brains hang, and if you want violence we want the same thing
you talkin’ all this chili and you broke, it’s a d+mn shame

[verse 1: ralfy the plug]
sorry, baby, i can’t be your main thing
diamonds on my neck dancin’ like rick james
n+gga workin’ with the pigs, that’s a d+mn shame
n+ggas on that bullsh+t, we on the same thing
shooter got a hundred piece, still’ll sn+tch your chain
n+gga think we finna fight, i’m finna blow his brains
i ain’t playin’ with no n+gga, so i came with a k
i’m finna make a hundred mil’, that’s how i’m feelin’ today
this n+gga still ain’t got no money, it’s still on the way
i’m finna make a hundred mil’, that’s how i’m feelin’ today
n+gga think i’m finna fight, i’m finna blow his brains
shooters got a hundred mil’, still’ll sn+tch your chain, the plug
[chorus: r3 da chilliman]
sorry, baby, i can’t be your main thing
the streets got my heart, b+tch, i’m gang gang
make brains hang, and if you want violence we want the same thing
you talkin’ all this chili and you broke, it’s a d+mn shame
sorry, baby, i can’t be your main thing
the streets got my heart, b+tch, i’m gang gang
make brains hang, and if you want violence we want the same thing
you talkin’ all this chili and you broke, it’s a d+mn shame

[verse 2]
i think these n+ggas hate me ’cause i got the torch
or maybe ’cause i’m twenty ridin’ in a porsche
knock+knock flock, peek+a+boo, i just found the cheese
b+tch please, i’ll do some sh+t that you can’t believe
they said you paid that for some shoes, you ridiculous
i said, “i’ll do that sh+t again since you interested”
i see you pocket watching, that’s the sh+t that’s gon’ get you chipped
can’t teach you how to do it, i just do with the fly crip
might put you through some h+ll, but i could buy you that chanel
don’t never disrespect me, did this sh+t by myself
high+speed chases, coming home, countin’ h+lla bands
i ain’t here to scuffle, i’ll send bullets through his fighting stance
b+tch, i’m r3 and i take chili on the regular
if you got it, i’ma buy it, just tap in on my cellular
you know i got a b+tch, why would i make you my main b+tch?
this chopper eat him up, big bullets’ll leave him brainless
[chorus: r3 da chilliman]
sorry, baby, i can’t be your main thing
the streets got my heart, b+tch, i’m gang gang
make brains hang, and if you want violence we want the same thing
you talkin’ all this chili and you broke, it’s a d+mn shame
sorry, baby, i can’t be your main thing
the streets got my heart, b+tch, i’m gang gang
make brains hang, and if you want violence we want the same thing
you talkin’ all this chili and you broke, it’s a d+mn shame

[outro: r3 da chilliman]
(run that back, west)
i think these n+ggas hate me ’cause i got the torch
or maybe ’cause i’m twenty ridin’ in a porsche

- r3 da chilliman lyrics

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