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letra de the what (freestyle) - emilio rojas

one time, baby! i tell ‘er

(verse)
i used to get fields on a b-tch
now i throw shills on a d
if ladies let their slice being spit
uptown, young and back on my sh-t
a hop away, in 68′, a block away from the crib
new york city, the illest city, that’s where i be
when they stop and frisk you, they lock you if you don’t have id
we upgraded, a land rover, some cherokees
you can skip the talkin’, my b-tches shoppin’ for derby
for clothes, miles don’t get (???)
my women talk a lot, cause clothes mouth don’t give head
we plead the 5th, cause we don’t talk to the feds
sneaks dissin’, whacha try to put me dead by pullin’ part of my luck
i give a f-ck about you, it’s like you eatin’ the (???)
cause you a hater on the low and showin’ love around ya
now lets get back on the topic, dawg, enough about ya
i told my people we don’t get it and we find it there
all the pressure we was under made us down until we shinin’ the sh-t
they be like who is he? ain’t be no diamonds in his jewelry
cause it’s gon’ be blood on my neck, unless it’s gon’ spill fo me
n-body is cool as me, we be moving that new supreme
white stains and blue j’s, on it for licking through the jeans
the new regime catches hot, but they loosing steam
b-tches h-ttin’ pause to get on and you’d thought you’d boo a queen
godd-mn, the game is crazy
you shady babes are gettin’ babes and the keys to a new mercedes
a few done hate, but that’s o.k.
cause we be like matalo, matalo, and the ole

f-ck the world, don’t ask me for sh-t
cause everything you get, you gotta work hard for it
always shake your hips, you don’t stop
uptown, pack ya clips, keep gone. verse
you know we don’t love these hoes,
and meet me with the type of catz that leave ya b-tch exposed
you gon’ run wid me, cause homie, i’ that (???)
and in this world it’s much better to keep close to ya folks
i’m well connected and well respected and living where the block
is filled with catz without paper that neva fill the sys’
they using so many drugs, that it dull their senses,
betta than the drive of reality that is still endless
i’m always mentioned when referring to the best kicks
accepted, up most respected, -ssume the position, stop look and listen
spit in ya girl mouth before i even start a’tippin’

welcome to my low cas, ladies feel the tip up in they vocals
i spit and heat it up like it was so cat,
something thru this cold world, i’mma catch a wave
america, the land f free masons that killed the braves
we still enslaved. ready to kill, why i act this way
cause my pop beat my mom like it was c-ssius clay
so i never caught feelings for a chick
i’m like a relay, runnin’ thru they whole cliff
but pardon me, i be flowing r-t-rdedly
don’t be frontin’ in my raps and be lying about a car i leased
nah, cause we just tryna own
and act properly before you gettin’ owned

i got more glocks and tex than you
i make it hot, catz won’t even stand next to you
try and touch me, you betta bust me, tres times in the head
a m-th-f-cker’s dead,
f-ck the world, don’t ask me fo’ sh-t
cause eveything you get, you gotta work hard for it
go on shake ya hips, you don’t stop!

- emilio rojas

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