Make Somethin’

La Chat

(Project Pat sample from Cheese and Dope during the chorus 8x:)
Boy I'm gonna scald ya with pistol slapped cross mouth

[Chorus]
Nigga gotta eat, so a nigga gotta taste somethin'
If I got some work then a nigga gon' make somethin'
Trick fuck with me then these bitches gon' take somethin'
When I put this tone bet you cowards gonna' shake somethin'
Nigga gotta eat, so a nigga gotta taste somethin'
If I got some work then a nigga gon' make somethin'
Trick fuck with me then these bitches gon' take somethin'
When I put this tone bet you cowards gonna' shake somethin'

[Verse 1]
I think you niggas always frontin' so my nigga give me somethin'
Mane, them bitches fucked up and I’m out to get yo money
You was out here ridin' clean, fallin' flickin' on them thang
But my nig I got to touch ya to just to get my ass in
It’s so hot out for a playa and lil' dog I gotta tell ya
I'm a hoe that's makin' stains, robbin' niggas for that chedda
See you at a red light when you slippin' with a bitch
You was bumpin' out the frame make, man ya rims I gotta get
Stick 'em up nigga stick it up, tryna to be buck
You wanna act like you’re a superman, here go your nuts
A mothafucka gotta go mane I’m out here the still broke
Yo bitch I see she's sporting Gucci so I’m hard on that hoe
And I be gone up off that up weed, it’s the thuggin in me
I've got my black ski mask and paper covering up my gold teeth
I do not need a robbering squad, being on P when I'm on
I do not need a helpin' hand, I can catch my own charge, nigga

[Chorus]
Nigga gotta eat, so a nigga gotta taste somethin'
If I got some work then a nigga gon' make somethin'
Trick fuck with me then these bitches gon' take somethin'
When I put this tone bet you cowards gonna' shake somethin'
Nigga gotta eat, so a nigga gotta taste somethin'
If I got some work then a nigga gon' make somethin'
Trick fuck with me then these bitches gon' take somethin'
When I put this tone bet you cowards gonna' shake somethin'

[Verse 2]
See where I'm from they be getting buck breaking the law
They robbin' niggas with a tech pump 9 sawed-off
They wild as hell straight thug nigga from 'round the way
He robbin' niggas in yo hood mane this nigga don’t play
Lil' type of nigga that don't give a fuck, ready to buck
You out here having thangs slippin' so you boutta get tucked
Then he was gone out the white, dog food and that drank
He got a heavy that was serious this food could not thank
But at your house in yo trees where this nigga would be
He caught jacked and kidnapping for going out for the cheese
So I bet there, got more possible, victim ready for danger
He said stick 'em up bitch or a nigga will hang ya
Them figgas blowin' turn around you was ass at the ground
I know that nigga wasn’t lookin' for the trunk what he found
He told them lies 'bout the rob, rob that was his death
Now I’m in jail with no bail for protecting myself, damn

[Chorus]
Nigga gotta eat, so a nigga gotta taste somethin'
If I got some work then a nigga gon' make somethin'
Trick fuck with me then these bitches gon' take somethin'
When I put this tone bet you cowards gonna' shake somethin'
Nigga gotta eat, so a nigga gotta taste somethin'
If I got some work then a nigga gon' make somethin'
Trick fuck with me then these bitches gon' take somethin'
When I put this tone bet you cowards gonna' shake somethin'

[Verse 3]
Imma have to spit ya, gonna have to gon' hit ya
Do whatever takes from a mack to make it bridge ya
You out here pushin' birds you already just tryna splurge (nigga)
I need to holla at ya let ya drank up your words
Nigga straight up at the projects going straight in your pockets
Niggas 'bout to watch this, Chat I can not be stop that
Kinda fuck you bigga dat that Imma kill ya
Gotta have yo back blow it up and pull the trigger
Nigga this some thug shit pimpin' where out no love shit
Gotta keep it up shit 'fore I fuck you hard bitch
Don't you make yourself with yo face now put the ground hoe
Don't you turn around of what rounds that I won't let go
Yeah I got them scared, I love to take yo charge see
Jump out all the cheese, your keys that you can run free
Man I'm out here taking the checks, I rob the dopeman
Let you bitches blowing the fast I keep the mean blang

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