Danny Glover Freestyle
Big Flock
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Squad, Thraxxx!
Rest in peace C-Diddy
Wassgoodie
OK cool these young fools be bluffing
Leek in school with the tool and he'll knock off your muffin
I said fuck designer shoes and went the copped the butters
Fuck nigga I'm in the gutter and I'm with all the brothers (Squad, Squad)
Every time I'm down I gotta hit me least like 2 licks (2 bricks)
We hit the club so deep we need like 2 VIPs (No Bullshit)
Hold that 16 like a 30 that's that bullshit
AK coming with that drum, bitch that's that new kit
Now who the fuck told you that Young Glock Glocka won't hit at your father
He clippin we sit his ass down line his ass up like I was his barber
Tell Leek to come kill your lil bro he in school he'll have early departure
Bought my boo some new boots and she hate them plain shoes she just mad that you bought em
Don't play with nobody child
RIP Lil Tre he went a wild
Lil Chris imma make you proud
We go to the club just to shut it down
And I address shit like a button-down
A hundred fuck around gun him down
Like crabs in the bucket keep pulling down
KD from the Fairplay for goodman now
I just booted off a molly now my face ain't got no feeling
Shoot a nigga with his children, knock the logo off his fitted
Call my nigga for the dope he said he got another shipment
Hair trigger when I pinch it knock the color out his pigment
Squeeze that bitch just like a lemon and them shots a make him shimmy
And my clips all extended and my gun feel like an infant
It ain't no slacking in my pimping, I call on one of my bitches
And if a nigga get to tripping they'll be rocking for they nigga
OK fool where the moves, we coming
Guns size of Gary Coleman I'm just like Mr. Drummond
He wanna soft his ass, he gotta pay us double
And all my choppas clap like I just left a huddle
Every time I hunt I gotta have me least like 2 Ks
Feds been parked outside my crib, ain't been in 2 days
My bitch, she got green eyes I call her screw face
Catch a pop-pop let this Glock knock off his toupee
Now how the fuck he talkin bout a nigga, he don't pay no attention
All these pussy niggas get to purpin on the Twitter want me to firs just to give they ass a mention
Niggas keep playing til I'm spraying cause a man let this 40 come and crook a nigga biscuit
Niggas be born where police planning so you probably know ass a be a piglet
100 rounds at a time, you lunch then I shoot at you
I do not do no lip boxing so I dont give a fuck what you gonna do
All of guns is dirty, and half of em gotta 30
RIP to nigga Birdie, C-Diddy you left too early (Squad)
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