Ready or Not Freestyle

(Intro) Boogie, wake up, nigga Read that, head shots, T that gave me the head not I know you dead now, I got a dead line I’m duckin’ FED time, my home doin’ well That mean he verifyin’, I don’t want every bitch But I need every dime, u won’t get it, neva mind It’s gon’ fuck you up the second time I’m strapped at the second line, every time It only take one second to die A mignon, be very quiet, just start a riot NBA jam, you on fire I work hard and never tire I roll hard in extra tires I’m goin’ hard, need extra towels We both god, need all of ours Ain’t no IOUs, I dunno them vowels I think I got the power, I watch too much Powel One foot in and out of the game Guess I’mma ball till I find (?) of the game Till I dodge screen route the game But fo’ now I’mma wait I see the real from the fake Find the snakes when I rake Tryna build ’em a cave Boogie, we feelin’ the hate I’m tryna fill up a safe Throw a milli in yo face Eat yo shit off yo plate Throw up a milli in yo face I had my shot, no wait I was supposed to be straight Now I’m doin’ it big Them musta been fake I’m way ahead of you niggas It’s a turtle race Your hoe gotta Murda, Urkle face If I want it I’m supposed to take I ain’t supposed to wait Rap shit takin’ too long? I’m like fuck it, I’m gon’ score some weight Man, with this still, no cape, banana clip 08, got yo bitch on tape like Goddamn, bitch, how much dick you gon’ take? We taped the whole thang, she did the whole gang We all got in line and ran a soul train Bitch, I’m the dope man I’m dealing cocaine I’m smoking propane What’s loud in yo brain? I luv Parmedazine, mixed with Codeine Oops, I ain’t mean to hit yo bitch I got low aim I got no strains, I got no shame I got no thing to do with no lame Too much traffic, I’m in my own lane Then I made way for my rider game Haaa!