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letra de fire up the freestyle - natalac

[intro]
this is the last song on the album, i hope y’all enjoyed it, i’m bringing on my first cousin jv and this other
dude i don’t know, but uh, this how we gone do it, ain’t gone be no writing in here, you pick up a pen
talking about writing something dog i’ma cut your hand off, this freestyle, right?

[chorus]
fire up the freestyle no need to write now
fire up the freestyle put the pen down
fire up the freestyle free yourself now
fire up the freestyle bop your head now

[verse 1]
they go the po-po’s now the shop closed
no rocks sold, to the block cold
my hood holds many drugs you got dough
now see [?] spit vocals and [?] and the air out my nostrils
so i can spit the street gospel n-gga
now rap [?] my mouth hold
unlimited rhymes as a glock hold
so lyrical its ridiculous
fat and [?], it stops me from
i can switch levels higher than your b-tch levels
you keep saying you getting better, you better get better
oh our flow is remarkable, even though hoe n-ggas will copy though
i dare you to stop pop and drop technique with bullets holes you got your block and partner shot
you scared to pull it though n-gga i’m to notch i’m [?] from duvall to cali yo
even when i’m rapping yo n-ggas stop watch and plot, you bet i try to tighten your sh-t
i know half of you motherf-ckers didn’t even write this sh-t
you f-ck n-ggas i can’t say no more polite than this
them same n-ggas you [?]

[chorus]
fire up the freestyle no need to write now
fire up the freestyle put the pen down
fire up the freestyle free yourself now
fire up the freestyle bop your head now
bop your head now, bop your head now
bop your head now, bop your head

[verse 2]
i heard you boys gotta a problem with me
i wouldn’t of did nothing if you wouldn’t of started with me
you heard about me all wrong, and got it all twisted
i told you i didn’t play n-gga, but you wouldn’t listen
so i gotta get a l!ck and prove a point right?
after that you’ll leave me lone and you’ll be gone right?
so i guess that means war, and it’s on right?
i guess you’re going to get your boys and your goons right?
i heard y’all n-ggas don’t fight no more, claim to be thugs right?
claim to keep a gun packed full of slugs right?
i didn’t see nan one of your n-ggas [?] or your boy mike
you heard i didn’t k!ll, but i just might
i’m trying to chill because i’m on another level n-gga
streaming for cheddar if you interfere with that, i spray bullets like bad weather
but however i’ll be too rich to relieve [?], but be quick to c-ck my fist back and release a knot
on your forehead, i’m a little n-gga but i ain’t just talk
at the end of the fight dog man you might not walk
your blood might fall, you gone say i’m a bad n-gga you fought
but to me it’s just another d-mn lesson i taught
if you still don’t get the point that i’m trying to give to you, i’ma put the steel to you
look ain’t bragging or saying i’m thugging, but your chest i will inject a slug in
look you test me dog you know you’re gone fail
and if you make it after i’m going to leave you with a story to tell
all man this uno n-gga you play to much
see i was just talking man and you put a slug in my guts
but i told you something serious [?] call the law
n-gga stuck up in the game and i’m playing it raw

[verse 3]
i get my rhymes tight like nuns coochie
i’m constantly on my guard so don’t push me
i never wanted to live this way, but you show gets nothing without pay
them shady -ss n-ggas you don’t trust them
lord guide their body so i don’t bust them
just trying to keep my head above water
gotta have much paper to s-x your daughter
they say that want a man with sensitivity
but they flip that for a quarter key
that’s why they scream for a straight og
busting his chucks make ghetto cheese
i really don’t like it that the way it be
just super thug living in the ghetto streets
til they lock me up and they beat me down
a soldier wearing his ghetto crown
gotta watch my back while i bounce my lac
straight [?] track [?] g’s a fact
i three wheel my corner on my trusty stead
i joust just to watch you bleed
the chevy with blue lights surround the king
pointing glocks at the royalty beside the scene
run like a fein takes over my mindset i seem to be balling and i start to forget

[chorus]
fire up the freestyle no need to write now
fire up the freestyle put the pen down
fire up the freestyle free yourself now
fire up the freestyle bop your head now
fire up the freestyle no need to write now
fire up the freestyle put the pen down
fire up the freestyle free yourself now
fire up the freestyle bop your head now
bop your head now, bop your head now
bop your head now, bop your head

- natalac

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