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Ghetto Dreams Freestyle

Add-2

Save Our Souls

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Chi City Common, what up Nas, what up Sean, what up [?], what up [Verse] Don't let me get in my zone, I'm hot as hell The devil came on my show and he say that he feel at home Need a stairway to heaven at seating level I'm on it I'm small as [?] and I'm fat as [?] [?] bring my Andres on Whistling wait for a meal like the line is long You switch like, the type that bitch like I bet you rush to the dance floor when Beyoncé on See my tracks in the street like whenever some chicks fight They know that my shit tight, I'm eating like six dykes Got the white one out like Janet Jackson did I got my motherfuckers [?] Sam Jackson script Hold up, I [?] niggas more than masters' whips Got verses like passages I make you pass the [?] We was select a laxative with a bad bitch who ass too thick [?] couldn't pass on it [?] I will give it to you like you asked for it See you just a little star like an asterisk I will son you, put me on the track, I will run Punchlines'll punish you, fuck it, I'll Big Pun you Son, claiming you killing me see me didn't do little [?] Swimming with other enemies Literally in it like all the Kennedy's Hold up -- Your kids will, call it a conspiracy Feel like an assembly Chillin with women who skin resembled the colour Hennessy Now that I got a buzz all the honies wanna be with me Ladies [?] like she was playin for [?] Fucking these rappers vaginas, forget it like old timers Niggas is so emotional, word to [?] I would give you the gospel like I was one of the [?] Nothin lasts forever, I'm making music that's timeless Travel down the road that Common and Ye paved Heard that it takes a toll so know that I'm bringin' change Niggas gonna hang like a pictureless frame I'm like a terrorist [?] dare to step on my plane Funny, remember when they try to [?] me out I keep my eyes wide open like I'm Tracee Ross, shit I spit facts, that shit that'll shit lax It's gonna get ugly, no it's gonna get Craig Mack Giving niggas the bars and ain't no Kit-Kat I smoke so many rappers they wonder what in my list play Always give them a hit I wonder how the hell they miss that Now catcher you better intercept it and go and pick that I spit that shit that you spit back that shit that'll make you get back Now sit back and watch me whip that I hit ya [?] Get that in fact they tell me go to hell and yea, I been back Intact it's Add-2, the one you wanna get at
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