Project Pat - U Claimin' You're Real lyrics

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Project Pat - U Claimin' You're Real lyrics

[Chorus] b**h you claimin yo real [Verse 1: La Chat] I got these b**hes jockin me cuz I stay on they mind I'm strickly dickly while you lickin I don't f** with ya kind Yeah you's a weak ho f** ya Ain't no love for ya a** You f** with me you talk that sh** I hope you ready to blast It be these ugly b**hes talkin always sayin my name It be these ugly b**hes f**in all these n***as 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**h 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**h I ain't listenin La Chat I'm strapped I'm stayin focused got ya a** figured out You keep on talkin watch out ho 12 gauge slug in yo mouth A real b**h you done ran across you better be scared Cuz La Chat don't give a f** about doin time in the fed [Chorus] b**h you claimin yo real [Verse 2: Project Pat] I'm Mr. ride on these b**hes who talk that sh** to me A homicide on these b**hes, a murder in the street Hypnotize, stackin' riches and you ain't got a dime Poppin' slugs into snitches cuz I ain't doin' time Project Pat, I'm in this mutha, I know you hear this sh** I shot yo dog and yo brother, you betta feel this sh** n***as hatin' undercover but smiles in my mug Coward a** motherf**ers - I'll smoke you like some bud I got that thang co*ked and ready, to hell with some peace Cookin' beef like spaghetti - a blood recipe s**as need to get some cheddar, my name out ya cap But you gets a bloody sweater, a permanent nap All this dissin' in your rappin' just shows you's a ho All this talkin' and this flappin', I let some bullets flow Through the air to your d-izz-ome, connectin' the dots Meet your end from the chr-izz-ome, the Glock hit the spot [Chorus] b**h you claimin yo real [Verse 3: La Chat] Look at me ho, I'm smilin, but you know ain't no love You turn that smile upside down b**h and what you see is my mug Now Imma break it down so plain And I'm gonna make it so simple You in the wrong and now its on The Mossberg pump to your temple See I don't f** with b**hes b**h 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 won't ???? now ho so what the f** is you sayin Now this the bizness motherf**er first I need me a witness Jump with that thang ready to bang I got whoever get in it I told you b**hes once before you hoes ain't ready for anna Don't give a f** sh** mane whats up I'm buckin b**hes at random I'm makin it known in everyway La Chat ain't barrin no hoes And for you n***as f** you too I'm buckin holes thru the doe I hope you think that I'm a b**h thats only talkin that sh** I show your a** that I'm a ho get make up everywhere b**h [Repeat Chorus]

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