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chicago - arrogant cortez lyrics

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[intro]
jojo, jo
let’s get it!
let’s get it!
motherf*ckers already know how we coming, man
my squad, we in the front. a’ight!
brrat! haha!
n*ggas snakes, so you better watch who you trust…
same n*gga you kick it with, same n*gga’ll get you f*cked up, for real…
but i ain’t with that tricky sh*t
i’m smoking dope, real dope, yeah, that sticky sh*t

[verse]
you don’t want no smoke, you don’t want no static
smoke a lot of dope, i’ll lay a goofy down ’cause i show him that ratchet
always keep a pole and my n*ggas gon’ blow ’cause we do no lacking
yeah, my shorties go, they gon’ roll on your squad, dump a body, closed casket, you know how it go…
b*tch, i’m riding around and i’m flexing, catch a opp, then i check him
red dots, we do head shots, so if you make it through, that’s a blessing
’cause i’m always shooting to k!ll
in the field, this sh*t real
if you on the block and you ain’t from the block, then you get popped just like a pill
got a foreign chick and she blowing, she sucked me good like p*rn
she want some serious sh*t like a relationship, so i told that b*tch i ain’t going
you a basic thot, no flexing, so all i want is your neck
if you ain’t with the sh*t, then i’m bailing, b*tch – in that order, i’m going
i say, “f*ck them other n*ggas” ’cause i’m down for my n*ggas
got some shooters on command and they gon’ come through pulling triggers
all i smoke is loud, so if it’s mid, don’t pass that sh*t to me
getting brain from a thot, the sh*t it give me energy
free all of my n*ggas, r*i*p to all my hittas
got amigos catching bodies, kicking doors like it’s karate
30*shots erase his face, like i made a bad mistake
all i see is dollar signs, so if you broke, stay out my place
if you ain’t struggle with a n*gga, don’t approach me when i make it
got some day one n*ggas rockin’ with me every day
and they arrogant as f*ck, never scared to hit a stain
sending shots, hit his brain, in my city, it ain’t safe
n*ggas dying every day for that bag, we don’t play
if i got to rob a n*gga, call my squad, get it out the way
smokin’ dope, sellin’ coke, servin’ junkies all*day
this money sh*t to me nothing, throwing bands at a b*tch
if you lacking while it’s cracking, grab my ak, start to blasting
have him bailing through the lots like a 40*yard dash
i’m in the front, you n*ggas last, tell them f*ck n*ggas to catch up
30 like a super soaker, don’t f*ck around and get wet up
you a goofy*ass n*gga tryin’ to flex for a b*tch
you a p*ssy*ass n*gga, you ain’t never did hits
ain’t no mercy for a thot, i’ll up the pole on a b*tch
she don’t get no specialty, man, let her have the whole clip
you ain’t in my bracket, n*gga, look at all of this sh*t
i say, “check all of the stats,” motherf*cker, i’m winning
stepped up in this rap game and all you f*ck n*ggas finished
five*hundred for a feature, hit me up when you get it

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