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Double cross me and I'll make your whole life A problem. I'm from the city where Batman don't Ride for Gotham. I don't ride with Robin but To survive I'm robbing. And when I ride, I ride for bellies, I Don't ride for nothing. Every day I wake up, I'm like, "Cool, man, you need to get your Cake up." Fuck a J cup, lenses peak. You gotta hide your spots like a chick uses Makeup. It's deep, this is east. You can get wrapped up alive in front of The police. Around here, the fake can't walk. We got the industry shook. They know we walk this walk and make me Sick, hearing all these rappers chatting shit. You're gassed, pockets all thrashed. Pound gang, remove white powder like Daz. Cash, free Joe Black. Magic, Jam, Lotus, Ant Man, Soon Lam. Blue cheese, zoot's all ram. Clips loaded, guns bang, bang, Bang. They walked in the dancehall amping and not Clocking that I was there, so I rolled up Like, "What's popping?" I let off two shells, The shots got him. I bang off in broad Day, I don't care if a cop's watching. Three-five-seven, hit him from the next range. Nine out of ten, I'll hit him, I got Next aim. I try and tell niggas my gun Turns niggas into chicks, so roll through for a Sex change. And you'll be running and screaming some High pitches. At 18, that's how we treat dry Snitches. And soldiers, I put food on 'em like Dry dishes. They ain't grind, I'm at home chilling With my missus. I don't mean to brag, but I need the Slab. Every time I need to re-up, I need a cab. I hunt bakers, I blow Chrome, nigga. Frost Man, 18, stone cold killer. I'm from a place where you can meet the Bugs, no Elmer Fudd. I'm talking 'bout when they do the dirt, they Gonna sell the gun. And sorry is never a Word that we tell the judge 'cause he don't Care. More time he's hoping that you burn to Dust. I'm tryna earn some funds, rolling in these Dirty slums. Stressed out, puffing on the 'crowe 'til it hurts my lungs. No brothers, no sisters, I was an only son. Taught by the streets Where them young boys hold the guns. Madness on the roads, ups and downs, but I Overcome. My mum looked me in the eye, said I'm not who I used to be. I said, "I've grown up, Mum, it's not 1993." 210, cup of Hennessy, fade my memories. Tall man said he wants to ride on his Enemies. Is that what you're telling me? The feds wanna end us off, they know we Getting money. Always see us in the trendy stuff 'cause I was made for the streets like a Bendy bus. Double cross me and I'll make your Whole life a problem. I'm from the city where Batman don't ride for Gotham. I don't ride with Robin but to survive I'm robbing. And when I ride, I ride for Bellies, I don't ride for nothing. Rumor in the ends is a couple man are Onto me. 'Cause they heard I set 'em up And I got 'em bumped for weed. Now they gassing down my phone, talking loads of Fucking grief. Told them if they're gonna come, they Better bring a gun for me. You're just a bunch of thieves rolling 'round with Stolen items. I know dirt man that roll around With loaded iron. Real recognize real, Yeah, they're known for violence. You could get a slug in your head, they Ain't known for fighting. 'Round here, real talk, Talk is cheap. Fuck a five-day pass, I don't talk for free. Should've done your homework Before you try and war with me. If you're thinking of the best pussy, should've Thought of me. Paper is the motivation, I'm so impatient. Lately, I've been feeling close to Satan. Daily getting chased and being held in stations. Straight to cages, what I know is waiting. Know the page is harder than your average. Probably be a bloodbath when I grab on it. Listen here, I'll lift him in the air, make His soul disappear like a bloodclaat magic trick. My darg's young, let my young darg spark the Cannabis. Tell the narcs I'm erratic. From the Heath, right to the east side, better Duck when we ride. We high. Been a G since knee-high. From a little seed, been intrigued by the street Life. I grind for love sums from the nighttime 'til The sun comes. One done. Westies Productions
Tallman, Hunt, Benny Banks, Frostman, Page — Freestyle
«Freestyle» — Tallman, Hunt, Benny Banks, Frostman, Page. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 4:03. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
