Freestyle #4

Yo Funk Flex What the fuck is the dealy my niggee This is Nas in your area Y'all know the signs, right Ryhmes, cash, weed, cars Ghetto celebrities, hood movie stars Gat slingers now rap singers is who we are Nasty to Nas, Nas to Escobar Rhymes, cash, da weed, cars Ghetto celebrities, hood movie stars Gat slingers now rap singers are who we are From Nasty to Nas, Nas to Escobar Y'all know this shit right We gonna get it right Get high tonight Funk Flex right My first tool 22s I hung with crews and rocked funny jewels Gold chains, Halloween We bombed Sunday schools First blunts, cuttin' class First wifey had me nuttin' fast Used to brag about who I had Always wore a bag on my dick Pants sagged on my kicks Converse weapons, yellow, and purple magics Bird had that black shit Shorties jumpin' on mattress '97, pockets is fat, rock a stocking cap Under Yankee hats God, painted me black, thanks for that I'm original man Show improve the mack move right in my hand Blow dro, murderer, M.O., gone for O Tinted window, hennessy XO, fuckin' wit Esco Heavy metal can wet you, yo bless you Jail niggas go ta hell quicker Lick you wit that hunting shot Rockin VVS rocks, stylin, wildin Peace to Queensbridge housin Congratulate flex, five-hundred thousand sold Fuckin' better than gold, nigga