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CAN'T STOP THA KAOS
949PAYA$o
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You know we do it better, baby, it's hard, ay
Knockin' ourselves, baby (with smoke)
We're checkin' on it, whoa
(Hey) bitch I'm all up in your hood walkin' in it like I own it
Crazy on the 'net, but motherfuckers never shown it
He talkin' hella shit, I got his baby mama moanin'
Juras try to stop me 'cause the chaos that I'm formin'
F on my hat so you know what I'm 'bout
Motherfuckers tryna play me, homie, keep runnin' your mouth
The West, we do it best, homie, I ain't from the South
You're dissin' on my varrio, but your homies never out
I'm active in the streets, you're active on IG
Motherfuckers ain't like me, Ese, I'm a real G
I'm talkin' all my shit, 'cause, homie, chaos got the keys
And if you're talkin' on the set, then we put your ass to sleep
We got your homies runnin', it's chaos how I'm comin'
How you got a cuete, but your cuete's never dumpin'
Homie, yeah, you're stuntin', putos never thumpin'
Better you keep runnin', 'cause my clika really thumpin'
Bitch, I'm all up in your hood walkin' in it like I own it
Crazy on the 'net, but motherfucker never shown it
He talkin' hella shit, I got his baby mama moanin'
Juras try to stop me 'cause the chaos that I'm formin'
Bitch, I'm all up in your hood walkin' in it like I own it
Crazy on the 'net, but motherfucker never shown it
He talkin' hella shit, I got his baby mama moanin'
Juras try to stop me 'cause the chaos that I'm formin'
Lil' ass fool, but I'm down for the set
And if anybody trippin', time to go make a mess
But your fools are fuckin' wack, only tough with a gun
Why you're actin' on the 'gram, but in the streets, you just run
You a bitch, you a lyin' lil' ho
Why you even got a burner it if you scared to let it blow?
Since a youngin, I was thought to never fold, keep it solid
Always stand ten toes, it be that 357 gang everywhere that I go
And if you want it, motherfucker, then we lettin' it blow
On the hood, bitch, you know they call me Tiny
And if I catch a nigga slippin', then I'm quick to do him grimy
But Lord forgive me for my fucked up decisions
Tryna change my ways, but it's the life that I'm livin'
Can't seem to change, so I'm stuck in this position
But can't complain, it's the life that I chose
You either end up dead, or in a cell locked in prison
This mi-vida loca been exposed, I'm with the business
Whackin' out the T and the S, fuck the rest, we the best
Tryna catch an enemiga slippin' me Payaso Loko out here trippin'
Tryna catch a Meko, tryna put him in his place
We from the most hated, recognize to catch a fade
Recognize to catch a fade
I'm from that O.C city, Costa Mesa, we up
Forming chaos be the gang, quick to lighten you up
Quo to the homies that are keepin' it tucked
While the lames out here trippin', we the reason they run
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