Freestyle #2

(*talking*) Oh, she wanna ride with me Say Ke, she wanna ride with me (she wanna ride with me Bitches wanna ride), uh though she know Know I'm saying, Young Whodi in this bitch We gon do this here for Southsi' for li' [Big Pokey] Shorty wanna ride with me, we can get it on Come up in the Navi, go straight to the Stone Ride with me, nigga we can hit a block Know it's going down, and you know I keep my Glock Wanna ride with me, baby I ain't gon trip Niggas wanna talk, I'ma what I'ma trip [Lil' Keke] I'ma trip when I enter the do', I'm on fast Coming down, showing my ass I'm on glass 3's and 4's, and I'm still in my truck though Niggas talking down, still freestyling at my shows I'ma wrecking oh, I still spit I'm still foreign, I'm still wheel and bumper kit [Big Pokey] And we still getting this here, we took it legit Who it is, it's the Don and the Pit And you know we keep it lit, nigga I'm in the kitchen with my wand Whipping wreckless but come in the Lexus, bitch it's Texas In this bitch fa sho, we in the do' We gon break these hoes off on the real, and we in the do' It's signed and sealed, stamped up nigga move around Cause this how it go down nigga [Lil' Keke] Ok bitches wanna ride with me, bitches wanna slide with me I'm on 6-10, I think these bitches getting high with me I smoke a what big stick, of the 'ghan It's the Young Don, and I'm still riding on my tan I'm on butter, I never did stutter I jump up on the mic, cause I'm a bad motherfucker Me and Whodi we done the song, the street life So I'm still coming down, with my pocket knife And my gun I'm not the one, I got a son So I make money by the ton, cause I'm the Don [Big Pokey] Gotta get paid, nigga cause it's a swift trade Hoes on my dick, popping up like a switch blade Move around hoe, it go down Keep the ruger nine low, if a nigga trip buck When I pull up in the truck, on the 24's I don't give a damn, cause you know this how it go C.M.G./M.O.B., S.U.C Pulling up back to back, SUV We in them Hummers, it's just like that And when we pull them Hummers out, hoes think it's Iraq move around bitch [Lil' Keke] It's Mobstyle, and you know we ride on them wankstas C.M.G., that's them Custom Made Gangstas I represent for my block, the Wood And you know it's all good, take it back to the hood If these niggas talking down, I bust em in they face I wouldn't give a damn, I keep the Glock on my waist I place em on the ground, it be under place It's the Young Don, bout to give a nigga taste