(Instrumental)
Broken words that break your heart. A worthless promise of everlasting love. These words tainted with lies, murdered your spirit inside. Drowning in
[Chorus x1] I flip a crumb 2 a brick A brick 2 some rocks Some rocks 2 a juice (Now we chopping up them for food) A chevy 2 a lac A lac 2 a vet A vet
(feat. Crunchy Blac) [Chorus x8: Crunchy Blac] ain't no nigga gonna play wit me [Verse 1: La Chat] I got anna with you souls Strapped up with the 44
[La Chat talking] Mayne look uh hurr, I'm tired of all these micrphone killin' ass hoes Yah know wha I'm talkin' bout'? Da type of hoes das gon' run
[Intro] Awe Yeah Hynotize motherfuckin' Minds in Here and we ghetto motherfuckin' ballin nigga you know what that means that means you might walk up
I'm straight up out dat ghetto lookin' fo' a come up I gotta make dat cheese talkin bout mega bucks I'm spittin much game and I'm pull 'em in this thangs
(feat. Crunchy Blac) [Chorus x2: Crunchy Blac] Love to get high mane Roll to get high mane Love to get high mane Roll to get high mane Oh please oh
[Chorus: x2] They some salt shakers, they shakin' shakin' on your girl They some salt shakers, they shakin' shakin' on your girl They some hating ass
[Juicy J] Yeah, you niggas about to witness somethin' You have witnessed before you know what I'm sayin'? [cough] All dat good shit yeah... [La Chat
[Verse 1] Mayn the pitty process always tryin to dynamack All the (?) chickens wishin they can be La' Chat Ain't no way that you can be me, I got thuggin
you claimin yo real [Verse 2: Project Pat] I'm ready to ride on these bitches Who talk that shit to me I'll homicide these bitches A murder in the street
[La Chat] Slob on my cat, get it nice and wet Checking with me, holla at la chat Fuck with yo girl, lick on my pearls Suck about a nut, like you is a
What kind of bitch do you want A bitch that's right by your side What kind of bitch do you need A bitch that's ready to ride What kind of bitch do you
shit you don't fuck with me I need some 20's and you niggas just ain't talkin bout shit I guess that leaves me wit no choice but go rob me a trick See murder I spoke
(feat. DJ Paul, Juicy J) [Hook x2: Juicy J & La Chat] She like them twenties sittin' tall on the truck You ain't mad is ya Love to shake that thang
mask Get yo ass fucked up bitch, 44 blast And u lemons lookin at me hard Gangsta B. assasin gonna catch a fuckin murder charge Fuckin wit you niggas
[Chorus] Niggas comin clean rollin' mean I gettin' about tired of that shit That's the, that's the type of shit that'll make you click and get yo ass
