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letra de freestyle #5 - d-block

{-bang, bang-}

[sheek louch]
yeah, poobs whattup n-gga?
sheek louch, new album comin son, _after taxes_
{-tires squealing-} f-cked up

aiyyo, f-ck that n-gga, send him to the funeral home
let a couple of them hot things sit in his dome
let his family stand over him singin a poem
when i pull out and i bust my chrome
girl or boy, i put it your neck like troy
and i don’t let bums beat me, i’m not like roy
i’m a cut somethin off of your b-tch–ss
nice and easy, i’mma get the beef over quick fast
you muh’f-ckin right, it’s goin down tonight
and i’m stressed, yo poobs let me get the vest
graveyard, i ain’t workin with a lot of rest
just crack addicts and mathematics
and i don’t mean science or one world alliance
sheek use the iron like a household appliance
i’m the hardest n-gga, i don’t need a major
i can go indie like the artist n-gga
and get paper out the -ss
throw the deal in the bag and drive the red gt out the gl-ss
hood all smashed, diesel and hash
itchy trigger finger, i’m startin to get a rash
y’all can f-ck off, or bust that off
your little–ss guns ’bout as loud as a cough
sheek louch spit for them n-ggas up north
shank wavin, misbehavin
two treys blowin powder for the sh-t they blazin
two ak’s ‘n, one revolver
i’ve been workin at hustlin as long as your father
y’all lil’ n-ggas don’t even bother
you ain’t got no juice; you like a cell phone without the charger
i don’t come half–ssed
i come home with a big bag of jewelry, other half cash
mean whiplash, plenty of horses
f-ck it if i crash, i take my losses
sheek louch n-gga, accounts got bigger
but i ain’t gon’ retire, no disrespect jigga
i’mma keep flowin ’til there’s no more dough
or i’m sick in the bed and my voicebox go
motherf-cker! yeah! {whatdja do that for?}

- d block

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