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"Don't Make Me" lyrics by CHUBBY JAG
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"Don't Make Me"
[feat. Fred The Godson]


[Chorus:]
You make me pull out the heat on my plans
I'm ready for
Don't make me pull out the heat on my plans
Make me pull out the heat on my plans
Make me pull out the heat on my plans

You know the [?] break on your face
Carry in the heat lines or moaning in 98
Rappers is senseless!
I put your brains on your contract
You think you can mind your business?
You know I block them from this hell, scare them
I got the [?] in the shot gun, paying...
Fred The Godson, limited, awesome
Put the gun on your brother, get in the [?]
Platinum on my diamonds my shooters gotta eat the [?]
I ran out here for reds, I call it the Lisa Ray
Are you kidding? Lisa Ray, diamond
Wave on the street, don't pay time!
College boy turned you up...
I won't be judge by no one, not even Simon
My [?] they go by Simon
My personal consignment, what if you're dying?
Fred!

[Chorus:]
You make me pull out the heat on my plans
Don't make me pull out the heat on my plans
Make me pull out the heat on my plans
Make me pull out the heat on my plans

Uh, gotta eat without kill a nigga ego
Mood trust, you think you need no,
So I make you freeze up like Tivo
Trying to have a big heart like Tibo
You ain't never sided on a nigga we know
Help me chill, it ain't even your style oh
I shoot the whole clique on reload
They... I gotta shout like E-Lo...
You better back up you and your home boy
Got two bullets just for you two niggas
Giving up two shots, bang, bang, go boy!
I ain't never been down that fake shit
Banana Cush afraid to go ape shit

Get your cake strip, and your face hit
You better pay to God that your face lift
My gun was nice, you made it, man
I spray the man, try to aim the blast
No flesh, got a beam on it
Kids think we're playing [?] attack
High school, we was blazing blast
Moving way my slade back
Captain niggas, that's just for fun
You're lucky as shit you made it past!
Let's kill it, ain't no stopping at you
Popping off, I'm popping back
I got the cracking, still be cocking back at niggas stalking past
Pause, kamikaze flow, shooting since the [?] know
Problems and the Shawty blow, say goodnight, adios!

[Chorus:]
You make me pull out the heat on my plans
Don't make me pull out the heat on my plans
Make me pull out the heat on my plans
Make me pull out the heat on my plans

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