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letra de freestyle #6 - d-block

{-cl!ck-cl!ck, bang-}

[sheek louch]
aiyyo; i ain’t ma$e but f-ck it i’m back again – baby
them hood n-ggas know i got crack again – baby
chillin i ain’t even been practicin – baby
but it’s time to load the muh’f-ckin mag again – aiyyo baby
i ain’t heard nuttin yet that get me out my seat
mixtape n-ggas callin like they ran out of heat
they want (sh-t) that make n-ggas get on the bar and do 20
(sh-t) that make n-ggas go in the street and get money
like hot 97 i’ll be callin you sonny
i’ve been spittin back when your nose was still runny (lil’ n-gga)
these p-ssy–ss n-ggas all scared to death
while i watch, sit calm like red & meth
clap off at a n-gga, ’til it ain’t no breath
if i don’t hear sh-lls droppin, it ain’t none left
i met a lot of real n-ggas in time, i ain’t gon’ lie
it’s only a handful that i met that can rhyme
everybody else in my cool
big linky young boys in the game, like kareem abdul
n-ggas better stay calm, i’mma leave that jewel
sheek worse than that bully, that you meet after school
and i don’t give a f-ck what you think doggie
go across the street and play around with your walkie talkie
get me a b-tter roll and a cup of coffee
i’m tryin to do graveyard and shake this monkey
ahh! yeah yeah the god is here
i feel love like when n-ggas brought a-rod here
the ipod here, hundreds of songs
n-ggas love me in the hood i’m like compared to wongs
muh’f-cker!

- d block

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