36barz Freestyle
I just chased a nigga down I'm mad he Got Away
Slap just hit my phone he Said he got a Play
I just baught a new Glock I should've Bought a Kay
They Aint hiring no felons ypu gotta Make a Way
Bro go Brazy that jumper watch Him Fade away
Walk him down snatch His soul watch It fade away
Imma Brake her u gone save her Captain save The day
We was finna hit the north Audible The play
Instead we hit the South they wasn't Out today
You might Die about them subs what That nigga Say
You might die if u bang sub don't get In the way
And u know my pinky up That's the Only way
How could I go Broke when I could hit A stain
40 Newkie out the box and it don't got A Stain
Why he think he tuff when Niggas Took his chain
Why he still Think he Hard when he Snitch gang
When I step Out my car I let my stick Hang
XD Lemon squeeze let's make Lemonade
They gone send me to the Pen the Catch me w this drake
Why do You go Off of what the bitch Say
My Niggas Still whip the pot until his Wrist brake
Ain't no rats inside this Circle bitch we Snitch k
I been w my Niggas since like 5th Grade
Old rules The police snatch Me ain't Got Shit to Say
Come sell that Cat for me Why Give that shit away
I Told that Bitch Her worth let's go And Hit LA
You Wanna get that bag then let's Go Outta State
Shit I'm the money man I can't Run Out of pape
Vendetta for That Money baby bust a Date
Slap just hit my phone he Said he got a Play
I just baught a new Glock I should've Bought a Kay
They Aint hiring no felons ypu gotta Make a Way
Bro go Brazy that jumper watch Him Fade away
Walk him down snatch His soul watch It fade away
Imma Brake her u gone save her Captain save The day
We was finna hit the north Audible The play
Instead we hit the South they wasn't Out today
You might Die about them subs what That nigga Say
You might die if u bang sub don't get In the way
And u know my pinky up That's the Only way
How could I go Broke when I could hit A stain
40 Newkie out the box and it don't got A Stain
Why he think he tuff when Niggas Took his chain
Why he still Think he Hard when he Snitch gang
When I step Out my car I let my stick Hang
XD Lemon squeeze let's make Lemonade
They gone send me to the Pen the Catch me w this drake
Why do You go Off of what the bitch Say
My Niggas Still whip the pot until his Wrist brake
Ain't no rats inside this Circle bitch we Snitch k
I been w my Niggas since like 5th Grade
Old rules The police snatch Me ain't Got Shit to Say
Come sell that Cat for me Why Give that shit away
I Told that Bitch Her worth let's go And Hit LA
You Wanna get that bag then let's Go Outta State
Shit I'm the money man I can't Run Out of pape
Vendetta for That Money baby bust a Date
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Writer(s): Kisbi Crenshaw
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