U Claimin` You Real (featuring Project Pat) Lyrics

U Claimin` You Real (featuring Project Pat) lyrics

[Chorus]

Bitch you claimin yo real



[Verse 1: La Chat]

I got these bitches jockin me cuz I stay on they mind

I'm strickly dickly while you lickin I don't fuck with ya kind

Yeah you's a weak hoe fuck ya

ain't no love for ya ass

You fuck with me you talk that shit I hope you ready to blast

It be these ugly bitches talkin always sayin my name

It be these ugly bitches fuckin all these niggas for fame

A big mistake is when you fuck up and you fuck with La Chat

Your ass is coward as some ????? cuz I do not play that

You in my face bitch 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 bitch I ain't listenin

La Chat I'm strapped I'm stayin focused got ya ass figured out

You keep on talkin watch out hoe 12 gauge slug in yo mouth

A real bitch you done ran across you better be scared

Cuz La Chat don't give a fuck about doin time in the fed



[Chorus]

Bitch you claimin yo real



[Verse 2: Project Pat]

I'm ready to ride on these bitches

Who talk that shit to me

I'll homicide these bitches

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 mutha

I know you hear the shit

So does yo dog and yo brother

You betta feel this shit

Niggas hatin undercover

But smiles in my mug

Coward ass motherfuckers

I'll smoke you like some bud

I got that thang cocked 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]

Bitch 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 bitch 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 fuck with bitches bitch 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 fuck is you sayin

Now this the bizness motherfucker first I need me a witness

Jump with that thang ready to bang I got whoever get in it

I told you bitches once before you hoes ain't ready for anna

don't give a fuck shit mane whats up I'm buckin bitches at random

I'm makin it known in everyway La Chat ain't barrin no hoes

And for you niggas fuck you too I'm buckin holes thru the doe

I hope you think that I'm a bitch thats only talkin that shit

I show your ass that I'm a hoe get make up everywhere bitch



[Repeat Chorus]