Computers Freestyle

All these niggas runnin' round like they some shooters See me in real life ain't tough on they computers Disrespect Duwop is like I gotta do 'em Glo Gang, when we pull up kill you about the mula [Verse 1] Bitch we from Chiraq not from Philly For Big Glo we pour out Henny And bitch we headed to your city Just to unload all these 50's Bitch we invading any city Don't fuck with G's, my niggas with me I ain't spending no cash on no fucking ring Bitch I'ma buy a Johnny, what the fuck you think? And we ain't riding in no two doors Free T Slick and free my daddy out the you know If a nigga play crazy then I'll kill them dead Your honor just give me my sentence, send me to the feds Cuz how we grew up it's no telling, killers move in silence Don't be yelling, show me you commit that violence In the state we ain't stopping for the troops Shout out Jump Out Gang them my dudes Don Nitty, what it do? Tadoe been trapping like a fool In LA with the tool Now just hit Chicago, had it too Run up on me wrong, you gon' make the news I paid 8 huncho for these shoes Sat in that box for a few Be my gun case, I will lose Started shooting toting with the crew Pipe on my hip like it's glued [Interlude] I just got a brand new burner I just got a brand new burner [Verse 3] All these niggas snitching, got this shit fucked up Man what happened to the game? They got it fucked up If I can't hang with you my nigga, then that's tough love Bitch finessing, and we jugging you out the plug Bitch I'm 2Pac above the rim Ain't going out like Mitch did at the end Bitch I'm getting money, ain't got time for friends Cuz friends too sneaky, plot on me I'll kill them dead [Interlude] You know how I'm rockin' man Like cut off stockings man Keep kush in my pocket All designer, get your grind up nigga [Verse 4] Niggas woofing pull up on 'em Guns they sing like Cee Lo Wherever we go need no people Guns we need like 3 more Fucking bitches, sliding in foreigns, my jewelry got peed on On the block, taking bandos, ain't no snitch like Nino Bitch we blowing up the spot, we ain't use no C-4 You niggas free throws Y'all too easy, and his girl's a zero Pull up on him with that 3-O Let off, now its zero I'm a monster with this 4-0 nigga not no hero You niggas funny like Spongebob and Squidward Stitch and Lilo You rappers fu And ain't got no deal My neck a kilo I got this Mike Vick on me nigga Herb got Dan Marino He said he said he wanna smoke with me Nigga, we shall see though And I got Big Glo on my Timbs Nigga like the facts not no rims [Verse 5] And we play with choppers, FN's, Automatics He been dissing on the Gram I catch him in traffic Lets see this nigga, pull up on him And lets touch his (?) When we bailing out them cars Lets see if he grab it This Glock got him running out his shoes I got into guns that's why I left the school Cuz I ain't had shit to do They like "That's Capo with that tool" Ain't got no deal but I'm boom Feds ran in the spot won't shit but residue We been sent them crystals Border got them through Ain't saying no more man I'm through Cuz Hip-Hop police man they listening Man they trying to catch us copping, sending chickens Me and my niggas ain't no snitching Draw out the hit delete the witness I just spent some cash on a burner I catch yo ass then you getting murdered [Verse 6] I just spent some cash on six 40 Glocks My youngin Sixty ran through like 40 opps Smoking dead opps out the his-ouse Bitch, you ain't sucking dick you gotta bis-ounce Get the fuck up out my his-ouse And I'm from Chiraq with the East and with the sis-outh Toting this 30 let it stick out Up this motherfucker, shoot you in your mis-outh I just got a brand new 50 I'm headed to a brand new city