E Money X Tha God Freestyle

Ight nigga
That shit was ight
That shit was ight

I ain't gone lie though
When this Hidden Gem shit drop
You other fuck niggas
Just
Just
Leave y'all shit alone

You skinny jean wearing
Hot dog water smelling
Samenamanagi
Yamenamanagi (Lil Uzi ass niggas)
I can't listen to that shit

Matter fact
Lemme spit some shit
Drop the beat
Get em' ED! Get em' ED!
Listen man
This rap shit easy
I don't even rap but
Lemme spit some shit real quick

UH

GO!

Listen

This rap shit crack
I'm just serving the fiends
My crew stay ready for war
I gotta gang of Marines
I'm reigning supreme
Plus I got Tha God on my team
Tryna play and the K spray
It's equipped with the beam

All you rap niggas
Full of cap
My shit better than most
And I don't even rap
Hidden Gem album of the year
It's fucking facts
And any nigga say it's not
They getting fucking smacked

Yeah

My flow soulful to the air
Make you feel like you in church
It's freestyle of the year
I should charge em' for the verse
Niggas sick to they stomach
You should call the fucking nurse
Hidden Gem album of the year
You heard it here first

Oh My Fucking God
Y'all talking shit to me?
And y'all can't even fuck with my nigga Ed like
Fuck outta here
You bum ass niggas
Y'all niggas be laying eggs and shit

You dirty ass niggas

Fuck wrong with you niggas man
You frog leg eating ass niggas
Y'all ain't fucking with Tha God man
Yo fuck it nigga

Look

Aye

These niggas thought it was Jay-z
But it's Jc
I got ya main bitch on IG
Waiting to rate me
To rape me
Want me to slap my dick in her face
Image in HD
If I don't she'll try to black mail
Or infiltrate me

She loves me cause I get fly
No Styles P but sometimes I would get high
Just to review the morals y'all live by
My main bitch a thorobread
Give a nigga thoro head

Call this my spit shine flow
Cause my bars be clearing heads

Y'all all fearing Tha God
Son you niggas feds
Y'all nobody through the fire
CK through my lens (CK)
Ima have bookoo money
Driving in a Benz
In New Orleans
That Voodoo money
I'm really bugging

You niggas fronting
Y'all bars ass
Y'all trash bags
Don't think of nothing to really write back
Before you get hit

With two he's no Mike Jack
Y'all rhymes wack
So don't play with Tha God
Cause nigga i'm like that!

I told y'all niggas!
I told y'all niggas y'all couldn't fuck with Tha God!
You fish stick eating
Saditty ass niggas man
Fuck that give em' more
GIVE EM MORE!

Yo
Poor Chris rock, but the nigga really play too much
Dissed JP then got hands like it's two man touch
You Slap me?
Son you know the fucking pistol is clutched
I Will Smith em', turn Chris rock into Chris tuck

Yeah he hit em'

Congrats

But wrong man you hit
Smith caught August in JP to join entanglements
I aim n' hit
Wipe noses with no hankerchief
Call me Jax, arms of steel that mean I'm raising shit

Talk spicy like some Cajun fish
Leave you drowning under water like an Asian dish
Bars make your eyes water like we macing shit
Leave you running out of fear like you Mase n' shit

I'm Amazing Shit!

Soul deprived the most invading click
We'll add a topping to ya pizza like we blaze n' shit

STOP HATING BITCH!

That happens for degrading shit
We don't smoke on opp packs cause they Lacing shit
Tha God nice tell ya mans just quit!

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