Chiraq - DJ 45, Young Pappy

I will not stop for you bitch niggas

How can I?

Why would I stop for you hoe ass niggas?

I got my Glock for defense, nigga

Don’t have me let off some shots at you hoe ass niggas

I do not rap just to diss, nigga

This is my life, so please get off my dick, nigga

Bitch, I been in this since '06, nigga

How can I stop now, that don’t make no sense, nigga?

OK

Now I got that off my chest, nigga

You can stop flexing, you know I’m the best, nigga

If I keep it, I don’t need no vest, nigga

That .44 Bulldog, I’ma vet, nigga

Be this way 'till they put me to rest, nigga

Either that, or 'till I’m under arrest, nigga

Put that gun to your mouth like it’s Crest, nigga

Show up to your address, that’s how I address niggas

If you catch me in traffic then blow, nigga

Don’t be just shooting unless you gon' score, nigga

You wanna be my opp?

Fuck is you slow, nigga?

You will get shot just like them other Foe niggas

I smoke 93, I don’t smoke Dro, nigga

Only sip purple and pink when I pour, nigga

I do not have these guns just for show, nigga

You will get dropped like you saw your P.O., nigga

Niggas sneak dissin', callin' me «hoe nigga»

See me in person, act like I’m your bro, nigga

What they don’t get is, I don’t need no nigga

See you in person, act like I don’t know niggas

I been doing this shit way before niggas

Out here like I get no where else to go, nigga

We got weed, we got crack, we got blow, nigga

Two for 15, everything for the low, nigga

When you lackin', don’t put on no show, nigga

This shit I’m rappin' 'bout I’ma just show niggas

They say «Everybody wanna be Chief,» but I’ma be the one that take you out your

Glo, nigga

Folks say, «Kill Chiraq!»

«What?

Hotter than Montana Of 300 killed Chiraq?»

Told Folks, «I'ma kill Chiraq, make Lil' Herb fuck around throw his shot back,»

fuck?

Boy, I’m from the real Chiraq, where we catch more bodies than the real Iraq

Know a real nigga that still shot back, caught one to his neck and he still got

whacked

Know a couple niggas that’s trained to go

That’ll bang the Foe 'till your brains’ll show

Run up on a nigga, let them bangers blow

Now his block named what he famous for (Teezy!)

North Pole, boy, I’m with that shit, and I got it for 'em, just admit that shit

I’m the man 'round my side of town

Any hoe I want, I can get that bitch

Niggas be wishing I stop, I say fuck 'em

Bitches be all in my business, can’t trust 'em

Same niggas I used to fuck with and who I grew up with, they hatin',

they know I’m next up

All of you niggas is suspect, take off, leavin' all of you lil' niggas upset

Talkin' bout all of you niggas, I’m screamin' «Fuck all of you niggas!»

But fuck that shit, 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 shit,

same color as Ajax

Send my bitch 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 niggas 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, fuck they think they winning?

Boy, that Lil Foe Mobb shit, we invented

Talkin' 'bout intense, all that shit 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 niggas talkin' bout «Can they get a verse?

Shorty all on me, she fuckin' 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 nigga 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 bitch 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

Know a couple niggas that’s trained to go

That’ll bang the Foe 'till your brains’ll show

Run up on a nigga, let them bangers blow

Now his block named what he famous for (Lil Foe!)

North Pole, boy, I’m with that shit, and I got it for 'em, just admit that shit

I’m the man 'round my side of town

Any hoe I want, I can get that bitch

Period!