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Ye put Chicago on, I put Chiraq on Ye put Chicago on, I put Chiraq on Hmm hmm (On foenem) Naw, for real Thank you, thank you, thank you We done buried some many of the guys Got an AP, but don't know when it’s your time She like “Sosa, do you like fish?”, un-un If she from Hong-Kong, she be eatin' wonton Chopsticks, sizzle cake 'cause it’s bum bum bum Gun on you, but it's in trunk, what the fuck? I pulled Jovel out the seat, and pump him up You in close range, that shotgun gon' dump you up In the yard, these bitches juggin' on me Party bitches, juggin' on me Pop him and his homie Fry they ass, like baloney I can buy a chimp, still lonely Every since I got money All of these bitches, love me Ridin' round in my Hellcat He hate me, I felt that Like Cody be actin' like he stand jack Turn the T, I nailed that You ain't grow up in the projects Letras de cancionesI made a bitch, that’s some stretch We love you more and one less I don’t want you, baby, I want neck I ain't buyin’ a bitch shit, if she ain't buy me shit We ain't wanna hand cocked for a free bitch I can't give a bitch shit, if she ain’t give me shit She ain't know who her baby daddy, say I might be it Say a nigga actin' crazy, that's how we get We ain't get tutored in the streets, how you gon' teach shit? I can't live with no bitch, she might bleach my shit I just hit the back of the club on some VIP shit Sosa baby Sit gang, situation gang, bitch I wanna clear my mind I got a Lamborghini and it's parked outside I'm in a Lamborghini Couldn't make it right with shorty, at least I tried Wanna be my shorty, I am not pliced Tryna have me sprung, I ain't T-Pain Got some bad hoes, brought ‘em to me, gang I mean, gang got bad hoes, and brought ‘em to me, me Sent some flyers up, let you know, choppa got a mean grin Fuck G on the west side of the fefe You know I'm Gucci, yeah, I'm GG Skinny lil' bitch, with a head like Riri From Letras Mania