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La' Chat

U Claimin' You're Real

Lyricist:Paul Beauregard, Jordan Houston

Bitch you claimin' you're real

I got these bitches jockin' me 'cuz I stay on they mind
I'm strickly dickly while you lickin', I don't fuck with ya kind
Yeah, yous a weak hoe fuck ya, ain't no love for ya ass
You fuck with me, you talk that shit, I hope you ready to blast

It be these ugly bitches talkin' always sayin' my name
It be these ugly bitches fuckin' all these niggas for fame
A big mistake is when you fuck up and you fuck with La Chat
Your ass is coward as some [unverified]'cuz I do not play that

You in my face bitch talkin', I don't pay you no tension
I got you hot 'cuz every time you speak my name it get mention
You tellin' sad story lies everything just to kick it
You don't get the picture, yet stupid bitch I ain't listenin'

La Chat, I'm strapped, I'm stayin' focused, got ya ass figured out
You keep on talkin', watch out, hoe, 12 gauge slug in yo mouth
A real bitch, you done ran across, you better be scared
'Cuz La Chat don't give a fuck about doin' time in the fed

Bitch you claimin' you're real

I'm ready to ride on these bitches who talk that shit to me
I'll homicide these bitches, a murder in the street
Hypnotize stakin' riches and you ain't got a dime
Poppin' slugs into snitches 'cuz I ain't doin' time

Project Pat I'm in this mutha, I know you hear the shit
So does yo dog and yo brother, you betta feel this shit
Niggas, hatin' undercover but smiles in my mug
Coward ass motherfuckers, I'll smoke you like some bud

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I got that thang cocked and ready to hell with some peace
Cookin' beef like spaghetti, a blood recipe
Suckas need to get some cheddar, my name out ya cab
But you gets nothin' better, a permanent nap

Always dissin' in your rappin', just shows yous a hoe
All this talkin' and this flappin', I let some bullets flow
Through the air to your dizome, connectin' the dots
Meet your end from the chrizome, the glock hit the spot

Bitch you claimin' you're real

Look at me hoe, I'm smilin' but you know ain't no love
You turn that smile upside down bitch and what you see is my mug
Now I'ma break down so plain and I'm gonna make it so simple
You in the wrong and now it's on a Mossberg pump to your temple

See I don't fuck with bitches, bitch I kick it with the thugs
And I be [unverified]hoes like you and keep it on the hush, hush
You wanna witness what I issue, wanna see I ain't playin'
La Chat won't [unverified]now hoe so what the fuck is you sayin'

Now this the bizness motherfucker first I need me a witness
Jump with that thang ready to bang, I got whoever get in it
I told you bitches once before you hoes ain't ready for Anna
Don't give a fuck, shit mane what's up I'm buckin' bitches at random

I'm makin' it known in everyway, La Chat, ain't barrin' no hoes
And for you niggas, fuck you too, I'm buckin' holes through the doe
I hope you think that I'm a bitch that's only talkin' that shit
I show your ass that I'm a hoe get make up everywhere bitch

Bitch you claimin' you're real