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Young Pappy

"Chiraq"

[Intro]
Applying that pressure on n*ggas, n*ggas want me to stop (Yeah!)
I ain't stopping for no n*gga, f*ck?

[Verse 1]
I will not stop for you b*tch n*ggas
How can I? Why would I stop for you hoe ass n*ggas?
I got my Glock for defense, n*gga
Don't have me let off some shots at you hoe ass n*ggas
I do not rap just to diss, n*gga
This is my life, so please get off my di*k, n*gga
b*tch, I been in this since '06, n*gga
How can I stop now, that don't make no sense, n*gga? OK
Now I got that off my chest, n*gga
You can stop flexing, you know I'm the best, n*gga
If I keep it, I don't need no vest, n*gga
That .44 Bulldog, I'ma vet, n*gga
Be this way 'till they put me to rest, n*gga
Either that, or 'till I'm under arrest, n*gga
Put that gun to your mouth like it's Crest, n*gga
Show up to your address, that's how I address n*ggas
If you catch me in traffic then blow, n*gga
Don't be just shooting unless you gon' score, n*gga
You wanna be my opp? f*ck is you slow, n*gga?
You will get shot just like them other Foe n*ggas
I smoke 93, I don't smoke Dro, n*gga
Only sip purple and pink when I pour, n*gga
I do not have these guns just for show, n*gga
You will get dropped like you saw your P.O., n*gga
n*ggas sneak dissin', callin' me "hoe n*gga"
See me in person, act like I'm your bro, n*gga
What they don't get is, I don't need no n*gga
See you in person, act like I don't know n*ggas
I been doing this sh*t way before n*ggas
Out here like I get no where else to go, n*gga
We got weed, we got crack, we got blow, n*gga
Two for 15, everything for the low, n*gga
When you lackin', don't put on no show, n*gga
This sh*t I'm rappin' 'bout I'ma just show n*ggas
They say "Everybody wanna be Chief," but I'ma be the one that take you out your Glo, n*gga
Folks say, "Kill Chiraq!"
"What? Hotter than Montana Of 300 killed Chiraq?"
Told Folks, "I'ma kill Chiraq, make Lil' Herb f*ck around throw his shot back," f*ck?
Boy, I'm from the real Chiraq, where we catch more bodies than the real Iraq
Know a real n*gga that still shot back, caught one to his neck and he still got whacked

[Hook]
Know a couple n*ggas that's trained to go
That'll bang the Foe 'till your brains'll show
Run up on a n*gga, let them bangers blow
Now his block named what he famous for (Teezy!)
North Pole, boy, I'm with that sh*t, and I got it for 'em, just admit that sh*t
I'm the man 'round my side of town
Any hoe I want, I can get that b*tch

[Verse 2]
n*ggas be wishing I stop, I say f*ck 'em
b*tches be all in my business, can't trust 'em
Same n*ggas I used to f*ck with and who I grew up with, they hatin', they know I'm next up
All of you n*ggas is suspect, take off, leavin' all of you lil' n*ggas upset
Talkin' bout all of you n*ggas, I'm screamin' "f*ck all of you n*ggas!"
But f*ck that sh*t, let's switch the subject
Coolin' where it's never safe, if my shorties catch you with that bag then they take that
Where the righteous and that yellow tape at, they movin' that white sh*t, same color as Ajax
Send my b*tch to find out where you stay at
We catch you and wet your ass up like some latex
You try Midnite, that's where you gon' lay at
You must be a card 'cause lil' homie don't play that, get it?
All of my n*ggas be with it, take you out your glory if you think you winnin'
I been puttin' in work ever since the beginning
They caught they first body, f*ck they think they winning?
Boy, that Lil Foe Mobb sh*t, we invented
Talkin' 'bout intense, all that sh*t we done did it
We catch bodies as God as our witness
If you not from Uptown then stay out our business, get it?
But I ain't gotta merch, I'm tired of n*ggas talkin' bout "Can they get a verse?"
Shorty all on me, she f*ckin' and suckin' and all she ask for in return is a purse, and that's fine with me
I do hits by myself cause ain't no n*gga gon' do that time with me
I keep that nine on me, I don't need no extendo
Three shots tip you over like you playing limbo
Tints on my rental, my rental's a limo
My b*tch is a nympho, I'm smokin' on indo
I do the time cause I don't give up info
If I get that memo, I bet's a 10-4
TFG, PBG, that is my kin folk, so free my bro Leek E. and R.I.P. Heno
Don't play them games, I am not a Nintendo
Stay away from them lames who I cannot depend on

[Hook]
Know a couple n*ggas that's trained to go
That'll bang the Foe 'till your brains'll show
Run up on a n*gga, let them bangers blow
Now his block named what he famous for (Lil Foe!)
North Pole, boy, I'm with that sh*t, and I got it for 'em, just admit that sh*t
I'm the man 'round my side of town
Any hoe I want, I can get that b*tch
Period!

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