P.Rico - Chiraq super GD remix lyrics

(Intro: P rico) Let's get it let's get it.... squad squad... chiraq let's get it.... you know how I be rocking man aight (Verse 1: P rico) It's rico like 2 chainz like jojo like 2 times Rambo with 2 9's Run up on me n***a & you dying n***as talking that money sh** Whole time they be lying b**h we run chiraq & The opp n***as they be hiding Riding round in them foreign whips Ain't gotta job ain't switching shifts n***as talking that nonsense i'm up the pole & past them Shoot his a** like a basket Leave his a** up in that casket RIP to that n***a I'll never be a cab k**er hanging out with them drug dealers Yeah they up in the Trap n***a Yeah they be them real n***as Them down n***as That a k** n***as Yeah b**h it's P-dot got the red dots sending head shots We jojo gang we from chiraq My money tall just like Shaq (Verse 2: Lil mister) Yeah b**h this chiraq with body snatchers & kidnappers My n***as they running sh** like factories keep big 9's Bounce a n***a like a trampoline I be slowed down off promethazine Clean a n***a like listerine Clip long as magazine a 100 shots make a soul lift I be going crazy with the rubber grip Catch a opp lacking then I hit the dip 40 shells are in his hips Now he need a bag when he go sh** I'm a real n***a I'll never switch Make bands fly no magic trick (Verse 3: Billionaire Black) Clout god I clout hard k** a n***a in his backyard Shells turn him to a trackstar n***as talk crazy let the mac spark I let the k spark I let the k bark k** a n***a in his graveyard Yall n***as so p**y yall weren't raised hard You n***as can't see me ray charles I'm dressed in all black, White 9 Gotta mac on me I'll pull it Got a 30 shot Got a 50 shot I got a handgun shoot Shoot yall bullets Man down on the scene n***a try me His a** gone catch these bullets Head shot that's a red dot turn his dreads to a f**ing mullet b**h i'm in love with money I'm in love with thumbing Sit back pour a 4-red Call that sipping blood money n***as won't make it to this summer It's chiraq n***as getting wack Got a big mac It go click clack You better get back before you get wacked (Verse 4: $wagg Dinero) Roll a opp pack getting top back i'm a young n***a but i got that Roll a opp pack getting top back i'm a young n***a but i'm bout that Roll a opp pack getting top back i'm a young n***a but I got that I'm a young n***a but i got that I'm a young n***a but i got that Bricksquad sh** how you hate though Might pull up let the Tank blow Keep squad with me we all blow Keep singles out in my bankroll If you need a lot come talk to me See more cake then a factory Don't ask to get a track from me Unless you talking Racks to me Oso arrogant This jojo gang If you throw L then i'm taking names I don't hang around no f**ing lames Team no lacking b**h i'm in the gang b**h i'm on the 9 with a couple 9's Bring them all out for the summertime b**h i'm on the 9 with a couple 9's & the bullets hot like the summertime (Verse 5: King Yella) Chiraq i run that Try me get dumb clapped I'm king yella don't ask that you dumb n***as like lab rats Got 50 shots in my coolant kit i'm in the gang all my n***as rich f** a opp n***a f** a thot b**h Talk slick n***a get ya top hit In a drop top with a thick b**h With the 30 on her she talk mad sh** Shoot a n***a it's tragic still wrap a n***a in plastic A the block we spraying shots don't pay attention to tater tots Got cash money so the block is hot Since a juvenile had to block the top n***as switching they style up No lacking we a mil up Been balling on them got a lot of points Got a lot of a**ists they wanna foul us k** a n***a like a plow truck & all my shooters got wild bucks shout out nicki cuz her p**y sticky if I get a chance I might have to lick it 150 no roc block f** around & get ya block popped All i f** is them bad hoes & i see you n***as with them pop thots Got a lot of hitters on standby they'll pop up like a pop tart Got a lot of hitters on standby they'll pop up like a pop tart (Verse 6: King Samson) Chiraq that's my city I'm riding round with that buck fifty I ain't talking bout no hat though 50 shots in my mac though My k**ers kick in that back door Pull up slide in them back dos 79th some free throws choppa bullets look like egg rolls