La Chat I Claimin Your Real Lyrics

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Chorus]
b____ you claimin yo real

[Verse 1: La Chat]
I got these b____es jockin me cuz I stay on they mind
I'm strickly d___ly while you lickin I don't f___ with ya kind
Yeah you's a weak hoe f___ ya
ain't no love for ya a__
You f___ with me you talk that s___ I hope you ready to blast
It be these ugly b____es talkin always sayin my name
It be these ugly b____es f___in all these n____s for fame
A big mistake is when you f___ up and you f___ with La Chat
Your a__ is coward as some ????? cuz I do not play that
You in my face b____ talkin I don't pay you no tention
I got you hot cuz everytime 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 b____ I ain't listenin
La Chat I'm strapped I'm stayin focused got ya a__ figured out
You keep on talkin watch out hoe 12 gauge slug in yo mouth
A real b____ you done ran across you better be scared
Cuz La Chat don't give a f___ about doin time in the fed

[Chorus]
b____ you claimin yo real

[Verse 2: Project Pat]
I'm ready to ride on these b____es
Who talk that s___ to me
I'll homicide these b____es
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 m____
I know you hear the s___
So does yo dog and yo brother
You betta feel this s___
n____s hatin undercover
But smiles in my mug
Coward a__ m_________ers
I'll smoke you like some bud
I got that thang c___ed and ready
To hell with some peace
Cookin beef like spaghetti
A blood receipe
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
Thru the air to your dizome
Connectin the dots
Meet your end from the chrizome
The glock hit the spot

[Chorus]
b____ you claimin yo real

[Verse 3: La Chat]
Look at me hoe I'm smilin but you know ain't no love
You turn that smile upside down b____ and what you see is my mug
Now Imma break down so plain and I'm gonna make it so simple
You in the wrong and now its on a mosberg pump to your temple
See I don't f___ with b____es b____ I kick it with the thugs
And I be ???????? hoes like you and keep it on the hush hush
You wanna witness what I issue wanna see I ain't playin
La Chat wont ???? now hoe so what the f___ is you sayin
Now this the bizness m_________er first I need me a witness
Jump with that thang ready to bang I got whoever get in it
I told you b____es once before you hoes ain't ready for anna
don't give a f___ s___ mane whats up I'm buckin b____es at random
I'm makin it known in everyway La Chat ain't barrin no hoes
And for you n____s f___ you too I'm buckin holes thru the doe
I hope you think that I'm a b____ thats only talkin that s___
I show your a__ that I'm a hoe get make up everywhere b____

[Repeat Chorus]
Murder She Spoke Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Intro
  • 2 Don't Sang It
  • 3 A Crumb 2 a Brick
  • 4 You Ain't Mad Iz Ya
  • 5 Ghetto Ballin
  • 6 Slob on My Cat Intro
  • 7 Slob on My Cat
  • 8 Salt Shakers Hotline
  • 9 Salk Shakers
  • 10 Smoke Witcha
  • 11 Peanut Butter
  • 12 I Claimin Your Real
  • 13 Luv 2 Get High
  • 14 Make Somethin
  • 15 Ain't No Nigga
  • 16 Nigga Comin Clean
  • 17 What Kinda Bitch Do You Want
  • 18 I Don't Trust Dem Boys
  • 19 Yeah, I Rob
  • 20 Wolf Pack
  • 21 Outroduction
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