letra de freestyle 1 - flipxo
[intro]
we totin’ guns b-tch, get the f-ck up outta here
we could f-ck your crib up, we ain’ give a f-ck if yo’ mama there
if i run up, you gon’ shut up, you gon’ b-tch up outta-outta there
(he gone bih)
[verse]
b-tch, i’ma hitta, i just pulled up with a hundred sticks (brr, brr, a hundred)
i got this choppa and it get to bangin’, never bic
on my dead i’d really rob a n-gga (on my daughter)
we really take his fit, and his sh-t (god d-mn)
put a n-gga on a noose, he embracin’ it (f-ck wrong with this n-gga)
and these fake n-ggas, get up off my line, you ain’t really sh-t
i’m really ’bout it, so if you run up, you get folded quick (brr, brr)
all these snake n-ggas hittin’ my phone, you ain’t really sh-t (ssss)
i just made a hundred on my own, i’m really sh-t (tuah)
and if you pull up, we send them shots up at yo’ dome, you little b-tch (lil’ b-tch)
it’s crazy, i made it my own, i reminisce
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