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La'chat

A Crumb 2 A Brick Lyrics - La'chat

[Chorus] x1 

I flip a crumb 2 a brick 

A brick 2 some rocks 

Some rocks 2 a juice 

(Now we chopping up them for food) 

A chevy 2 a lac 

A lac 2 a vet 

A vet 2 a benz 

(With this dough we makin' ends nigga) 

I flip a crumb 2 a brick 

A brick 2 some rocks 

Some rocks 2 a juice 

(Now we chopping up them for food) 

A chevy 2 a lac 

A lac 2 a vet 

A vet 2 a benz 

(With this dough we makin' ends nigga) 

 

[Verse 1] 

You can call Mrs. Serv On, cause I get my hustle on 

Looking for some donkey kong, got me blowing up my phone 

So you wanna get along, got no money but you (?) 

I'ma break you off a crumb, leave me in the early morn' 

Always trapped up with a tone, Always shoot you when you gone 

All you robbers got me wrong, I will show up at yo' home 

Gotta make my money job, Fuck wit me and you'll be gone 

Always striking for they call, La' Chat gotta make it known 

I be bout' that money mayn, For the top is where I am 

I don't play no looser games, Niggas always say my name 

Shit I be the one to blame, When they ain't to booming thangs 

In these streets they got to fight, Mayn you know I can't be lien' 

Always strugglin' for they chains, Try my best to maintain 

Watch them shoot it in they thang, It be throbbin' in the brain 

I be causing plenty pain, (?) 

Servin to much cocaine, Theya'll gone love me when I'm game 

 

[Chorus] x1 

 

[Verse 2] 

I be posted on the tracks, Slanging rocks back-to-back 

Shit I even fuck with packs, Everybody know La' Chat 

Mayn I'm gone make a kill, Flip from rocks to servin' deals 

Catch me on the corner still, Cause I'm out to make a mill' 

Niggas thinkin' that I'm heavy, Cause I'm ridin in there chevy 

(?) cause i'm sweaty, Got that hoe bumped down and ready 

I'm a bitch about that skrilla, Got more work than half you niggas 

Just to keep it on the realla, I'm a buy a drug dealer 

Thuggin' on yo' fuckin block, Keep my eye up on the (?) 

I ain't tryin to make it hot, So I get from spot to spot 

Got to keep my 9 on me, Always ready fo' some heat 

I don't know if you got beef, It's so hot out in the streets 

But this how I choose to live, Thanks the lord to be forgived 

This is how I pay my bills, This is how I eat a meal 

I would give it up one day, When that day I can not say 

Cause I feel I'm livin' straight, Slangin' dope what keep me paid 

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