Hold On / Musty Freestyle (feat. Drakeo the Ruler) E
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Ron-Ron do that shit. Hold on, let me take my coat off. I just got five bands 'cause a nigga got A boat off. I be spending hella money, yeah, I'm a show off. Ron-Ron played the beat, so You know I had to go off, go off. Hold on, let me take my coat off. I just got five bands 'cause a nigga got A boat off. I be spending hella money, yeah, I'm a show off. Ron-Ron played the beat, so You know I had to go off, go off. Ayy, ayy, ayy. Bitch, I'm 'bout to set it off. Pull the dick and tell your little shawty neck It off. Bag it like it's crystal meth, I'm Selling epesol. Bag of Percocets, these bars is full Of Fentanyl. Bitch, I'm stepping on your neck and I ain't letting up. It's a lick I might Regret, but fuck it, set it up. Burn you like a cigarette, boy, you can't hang With us. With that crazy shit, but I don't Do no angel dust. Fuck the other side to Death, them niggas lame as fuck. Hundred niggas in the club, we came to get This fuck. We them niggas with the ARs in The mosh pit. Hold this gun, came with a Stick though and a stock clip. Your mama told you stay away from me, I'm Toxic. Still might break in that bitch crib just Like a locksmith. Bitch, I'm Rob motherfucking Vicious, you better pay attention. I don't even wanna tote it if it ain't Extended. Hold on, take my coat off. I just got five bands 'cause a nigga got A boat off. I be spending hella money, yeah, I'm a show off. Ron-Ron played the beat, so You know I had to go off, go off. Hold on, let me take my coat off. I just got five bands 'cause a nigga got A boat off. I be spending hella money, yeah, I'm a show off. Ron-Ron played the beat, so You know I had to go off, go off. They like, "All you talk about is them drugs" That shit made a nigga rich, you think I Give a fuck? Your girlfriend like it, she wetter Than a tub. She wanna fuck the plug, I'ma Hit it just once. Bitch, I'm gone off the Mud, screaming, "Motherfuck the judge" Posted in the Trap, you won't see me in the club. And if I walk through, guarantee I got a Dub. I'm 'bout to fuck your love, this the Type of bitch you trust. Swallow it when I Bust, keep it on the hush. I was gone off a bus, she was fucking With the dust. And the Percs like Viagra, your Bitch like Niagara Falls. Been down to walls with a Glock in my Drawers. Back in high school, I was fucking hoes In the halls. But in elementary school, I knew I was made to ball. Only fuck one time, You know I could never call. Free my youngins out the halls, I be tearing Down the malls, ayy. Hold on, let me take My coat off. I just got five bands 'cause A nigga got a boat off. I be spending hella money, yeah, I'm a show Off. Ron-Ron played the beat, so you know I Had to go off, go off. Hold on, let me take my coat off. I just got five bands 'cause a nigga got A boat off. I be spending hella money, yeah, I'm a show off. Ron-Ron played the beat, so You know I had to go off, go off. I don't rap beef, soul snatch your ass deep. Grim reaper, street sweeper, feet, demons speak to Me. Codeine and Adderall, bally bags and Taliban. I could've went to Alcatraz, niggas always talking Bad. Please check the news clips, I do this A nuisance. Wildin' all in traffic with a Uzi On perfumery. You cool as me, I do this Shit, I'm strangling Judases. Don't play with me, I'm chasing niggas, bitch, you Bought the major leagues. Lone star and pimpin', Lone star get more problems. More bodies, won't find 'em, local lakes is getting Crowded. I got Bally, I got Louis, I ain't Really into Prada. Split the doula, obligatus, A couple way from my father. Abuses, more jealous, my jacket is Montclair. Lame rappers on my toes, these are not Air Forces. Mr. Everything, I spent on thirty thousand On the floor. Three sixty, bust down and I Was not doing no shows. You need to go Back to your hood 'cause we is not breeding No hoes. Chopsticks, mob sticks, Ralphie blonde in The mosh pit. Disgusting, suck me, bitch, the fit Been musty. The nerve me, cursing, I'm slurring, I'm curving these thirty birds. I'm five in the morning, who the fuck I Think I'm Dirty Purp? Jeezy, my people, drummer Stinky Beaches. I break the internet with my Freestyles from Pro Tools. Don't know you, these Niggas really Venice Beach hobos. Rapper with a gun, I go bad, I got A drum. Spilling bricks all up in Neimans, I Be acting up off mush. You said if you Needed help, then you shoulda asked for some. Twenty bands up on a bitch, bitch, you should've Been acting up. They ask me how I'm feeling, My nigga, I'm feeling lovely. It must be everywhere I go, they wanna fuck Me. Musty, ooh, my nigga, who got the musty? It must be your G's 'cause he stay serving Custies. They ask me how I'm feeling, my nigga, I'm feeling lovely. It must be everywhere I go, They wanna fuck me. Musty, ooh, my nigga, who got the musty? It must be your G's 'cause he stay serving Custies. Free Draco, he ain't do the crime, really.
Shoreline Mafia, Drakeo The Ruler — Hold On / Musty Freestyle (feat. Drakeo the Ruler)
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