(feat. Big Pokey) Freestyle.. [Big Pokey] Niggaz wanna knock me, when they see me in the do' Cause I spit it hard nigga, got the gangstafied flow Nigga do a show, walk in the booth one deeper On the creeper, mayn I got to do this for my people I'm fin to start this off right now, I'm missing Reaper Cause when that nigga out, we gon put it in a sleeper D-1 ready to go, Whoadie on the flo' And you know that nigga Sensei, is A-1 and fa sho Bitch it's M.O.B. is the tree, but it's S.U.C. right now dog And it's for life, niggaz know Mayn and I don't play, when niggaz call me Yo Call me Dina dog, I'm the dude with the snow Dog I be repping the Stone, cause this my home and uh And you know, a nigga roaming uh And uh, I ain't a wanksta, bitch I'm a hustler Slash playa, bitch I'm laid back but then I'm a gangsta When a nigga test my gangsta, then I show him roster Mayn cause, I'ma flush him like a thang of pasta Know I'm saying, when I'm reacting it's reacting Tough acting like Tenactin, niggaz get they head cracked in Mayn cause, why they tripping on that nigga Yola Nigga heat it up, and hit it with that Coca-Cola Bring it back butter, show these niggaz gutter Who it is in that top down, burning rubber Do this for my nigga, and my nigga brother Mr. Fat Pat, dog get your hat cracked (*talking*) Screwed Up Click, Vol. to nigga On the streets, yeah and right now if you listening to this here I'm in your pocket, 'ppreciate ya [Big Pokey] So I might, bring that back Might pull up on the curb, swang that Lac I don't give a damn, cause they know we got a bag of that do-do Pulling up nigga, in that Maybach that fo' do' Man what's the logo, you know it's on the plates Man, and you see it all on the flo's and gates When you pull up in my crib, peep my estates Million dollar crib, man how it feel Man it feel real, a nigga come from the gutter Cause a nigga slanging white, and this butter And you know I'm out here, trying to juggle When I grind and get it, I just wanna see my re-up's double Cause you know, how it's going on A nigga flipping and I'm flowing strong, representing this nigga cause it's home And you know it's Stone, nigga all the time With the roof back, fifth wheel falling down Nigga fuck that, that shit is nine some'ing I'ma break these boys off, and then recline some'ing Jump out so clean, watch I shine some'ing Nigga go on and get it mayn, I'ma grind huh Everyday like, I don't give a damn Mayn cause, in the kitchen and I'm cheating grams When I heat it up, nigga then I beat it up Nigga then I embed it lock up, and then it's on the street I don't give a damn dog, but I got to eat And you know it ain't the click, if it ain't complete That be everybody H-A-Dub, Lil' Ke' Sensei, Lil' O, Miggity Mike D And that nigga Moe, and my nigga Old Mr. 3-2, nigga fin's to do a show And the nigga E.S., to the motherfucking Gizzle mayn And my nigga M.Jayzie Mayn and you know, they can't stop the big baby Mayn and I got these hoes on lock, they can't play me Mayn they can't fade me, mayn I'm too sweet On my feet niggaz cheat, I delete leave em in the street This for Mr. Sweets, mayn I miss my dog Everytime I hit the booth, I dismantelog Leave em clogged up, in they chest like Mayn I don't give a fam' fuck, mayn they chest tight When I rhyme it's tight, sometime I'm off the head Mayn sometime, factory paint floss the red When I wanna do, I been a corner fool Me and Lodi-Dodi, mayn and it's on the cool When we rolling home, and you see us on them rims And we shined up dog, bitch we rolling chrome Or we in the Houptie, mayn cause And you know this shit don't stop, blow my dick bitch like ya soup too hot Cause you know a nigga pull up, on these hoes And I don't give a fuck, what they talking bout yeah
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