Letra de Freestyle
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(Intro)
(Intro)
Yea nigga, you know who in this motherfucker tonight, bitch
Aye drop that shit bruh
Turn it up a little bit for Michelle
Yea my niggas showing bling
Blamo, blamo, put up some mo
(Verse)
Ok young ass rasta, been getting money, I’m a mobster
B-L-A-C-K, boy that mobster
Bitch I come up in this bitch, I’m riddled like a lobster
Nigga don’t play with me, I know niggas that shoot coppers, coppers
People think we fuckin crazy monsters, monsters
Fuck that nigga, don’t play with round my commas, my commas
Will eat yo ass up, that’s like piranhas, piranhas
Or something, or something
Okay bad bitch named Ashley, wanna fuck my velvety
Shawty got that crazy pussy, I fucked her all over my balcony
Say she like my watch but I told er my chain way colder
One day in the MIA, fucked 2 hoes in a Range Rover
Hell yeah, I’m back at it
Beat the pussy like a jack rabbit
Shawty say she hooked, man she callin back like a crack addict
Breathin hard, asthmatic, soft the rubber, trash back
One girl plus two girls, that’s 3 hoes I’m at man
Yea
Yea
It’s just like that
It’s real
And I ain’t playin with you sucka niggas
This sound like some movie shit but I’m dead ass serious
And if you don’t motherfuckin believe me
Let my nigga black boy tell you how it go ho
Go!
(Verse)
Okay young ass rich nigga, you don’t want no problems
If you hang around a rich nigga, you gon get rich regardless
That’s why all my niggas look rich as fuck
All my niggas look rich as fuck
I say all my niggas look rich as fuck
All my niggas look rich as fuck
Man we bout to make a movie
That center match, that Bluray
That red box, all my killer got dreadlocks
All my jiggas got flintstones in them bedrocks
Trenton got that Bam Bam
All my niggas, they sellin O’s
Nicknames who can’t say em
Young niggas who quick to fight
Like Superman, no kryptonite
That thing ho bout pick it right
I hope a nigga don’t trip tonight
I walk around, my chains on
Nigga try me and his brans gone
Nigga say he cool but he really lame holmes
Yea yea yea
And I wouldn’t lie,
This has been a PSA motherfucker
A different game
It is a game bitch nigga
Ball!
Where’s the motherfuckin gat?
They might as well lock us up right now cuz I’m the head leader nigga
Brap brap brap
Different new game nigga
Alright now
Aye drop that shit bruh
Turn it up a little bit for Michelle
Yea my niggas showing bling
Blamo, blamo, put up some mo
(Verse)
Ok young ass rasta, been getting money, I’m a mobster
B-L-A-C-K, boy that mobster
Bitch I come up in this bitch, I’m riddled like a lobster
Nigga don’t play with me, I know niggas that shoot coppers, coppers
People think we fuckin crazy monsters, monsters
Fuck that nigga, don’t play with round my commas, my commas
Will eat yo ass up, that’s like piranhas, piranhas
Or something, or something
Okay bad bitch named Ashley, wanna fuck my velvety
Shawty got that crazy pussy, I fucked her all over my balcony
Say she like my watch but I told er my chain way colder
One day in the MIA, fucked 2 hoes in a Range Rover
Hell yeah, I’m back at it
Beat the pussy like a jack rabbit
Shawty say she hooked, man she callin back like a crack addict
Breathin hard, asthmatic, soft the rubber, trash back
One girl plus two girls, that’s 3 hoes I’m at man
Yea
Yea
It’s just like that
It’s real
And I ain’t playin with you sucka niggas
This sound like some movie shit but I’m dead ass serious
And if you don’t motherfuckin believe me
Let my nigga black boy tell you how it go ho
Go!
(Verse)
Okay young ass rich nigga, you don’t want no problems
If you hang around a rich nigga, you gon get rich regardless
That’s why all my niggas look rich as fuck
All my niggas look rich as fuck
I say all my niggas look rich as fuck
All my niggas look rich as fuck
Man we bout to make a movie
That center match, that Bluray
That red box, all my killer got dreadlocks
All my jiggas got flintstones in them bedrocks
Trenton got that Bam Bam
All my niggas, they sellin O’s
Nicknames who can’t say em
Young niggas who quick to fight
Like Superman, no kryptonite
That thing ho bout pick it right
I hope a nigga don’t trip tonight
I walk around, my chains on
Nigga try me and his brans gone
Nigga say he cool but he really lame holmes
Yea yea yea
And I wouldn’t lie,
This has been a PSA motherfucker
A different game
It is a game bitch nigga
Ball!
Where’s the motherfuckin gat?
They might as well lock us up right now cuz I’m the head leader nigga
Brap brap brap
Different new game nigga
Alright now
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