La Chat Nigga Comin Clean Lyrics

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[Chorus]
n____s comin clean rollin' mean
I gettin' about tired of that s___
That's the, that's the type of s___
that'll make you click and get yo a__ in

[repeat Chorus 6X]

[Verse One]
Ballin' through my hood, ain't you clean fool?
Sho nuff finna get stuck up
Turn that b____ (??) the car
Make a sound I'm gonna buck
s_____ that boy up out the ride
I ain't gotta mask upon my face
When I pull my gun
I pull the trigger, I can't catch a case
All I see is victims when I see you on them twenty thangs
I'm a hoe that's not impressed,I'm out to get that money mane
I like robbin' n____s, especially n____s think the gonna f___
Scoop me up, get a room, mane that glock is nicely tucked
I be high off some that weed, cause be thinking about that cheese
I'm a b____ that's down to make a stang to satisfy my needs
Make a stop off at the liquor store to get some alaze'
Head back to the crib like it ain't s___ I blaze a blunt of hay
Comin' through your neighborhood
Scopin' out your goody goods
If it something I want then drop it off let's get it understood
I'm gonna hit ya for your stash, make my getaway superfast
Mane you n____s comin' clean then drop it off ya f___in' a__ b_____!

[Chorus] - repeat 4X

(Verse Two)
I'm jackin' these n____s heavy
I'm strictly out for the fetty (Money)
I'm trying to come up in life
That cheese I'm gonna get it, get it
I'm tired of weak b____es run
I'm tired of ho n____s stun
I'll take your a__ to the bank
And make you withdrawn your money
My son gotta get some food
I'm out here pimp makin dues
I doing what I gotta do
To come up on f___ing loot
I'd like the expensive thangs
Gold necklaces & Gold rings
I'll hit ya up for some dough
Whatever to make some change
La Chat, I'm a robber see
You n____s can't f___ with me
I keep me a mean disguise
I'll hit you while you'll while you asleep
That s___'ll it be calling me, I try not to be like that
The cleaner you n____s come, the closer I keep my gat
I'm all about dollars bills, sometimes it will make me kill
Them b____es that I'm playin', I gotta show that I'm real
But soon I'll be ridin' clean, and wearing expensive stuff
I'll still be up on my mission 'cause dog I can't get enough

[Chorus] - repeat 4X
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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