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letra de freestyle #2 - the screwed up click

(-talking-)
oh, she wanna ride with me
say ke, she wanna ride with me
(she wanna ride with me
b-tches wanna ride), uh though she know
know i’m saying, young whodi in this b-tch
we gon do this here for southsi’ for li’

[big pokey]
shorty wanna ride with me, we can get it on
come up in the navi, go straight to the stone
ride with me, n-gga we can hit a block
know it’s going down, and you know i keep my glock
wanna ride with me, baby i ain’t gon trip
n-ggas wanna talk, i’ma what i’ma trip

[lil’ keke]
i’ma trip when i enter the do’, i’m on fast
coming down, showing my -ss i’m on gl-ss
3’s and 4’s, and i’m still in my truck though
n-ggas talking down, still freestyling at my shows
i’ma wrecking oh, i still spit
i’m still foreign, i’m still wheel and bumper kit

[big pokey]
and we still getting this here, we took it legit
who it is, it’s the don and the pit
and you know we keep it lit, n-gga i’m in the kitchen with my wand
whipping wreckless but come in the lexus, b-tch it’s texas
in this b-tch fa sho, we in the do’
we gon break these hoes off on the real, and we in the do’
it’s signed and sealed, stamped up n-gga move around
cause this how it go down n-gga

[lil’ keke]
ok b-tches wanna ride with me, b-tches wanna slide with me
i’m on 6-10, i think these b-tches getting high with me
i smoke a what big stick, of the ‘ghan
it’s the young don, and i’m still riding on my tan
i’m on b-tter, i never did stutter
i jump up on the mic, cause i’m a bad motherf-cker
me and whodi we done the song, the street life
so i’m still coming down, with my pocket knife
and my gun i’m not the one, i got a son
so i make money by the ton, cause i’m the don

[big pokey]
gotta get paid, n-gga cause it’s a swift trade
hoes on my d-ck, popping up like a switch blade
move around hoe, it go down
keep the ruger nine low, if a n-gga trip buck
when i pull up in the truck, on the 24’s
i don’t give a d-mn, cause you know this how it go
c.m.g./m.o.b., s.u.c
pulling up back to back, suv
we in them hummers, it’s just like that
and when we pull them hummers out, hoes think it’s iraq move around b-tch

[lil’ keke]
it’s mobstyle, and you know we ride on them w-nkstas
c.m.g., that’s them custom made gangstas
i represent for my block, the wood
and you know it’s all good, take it back to the hood
if these n-ggas talking down, i bust em in they face
i wouldn’t give a d-mn, i keep the glock on my waist
i place em on the ground, it be under place
it’s the young don, bout to give a n-gga taste

- the screwed up click

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