Grindin' Freestyle (AMPD Exclusive)

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Cease the communication
Til them stacks wire
Them tecs shoot
Through that tech suit
Til it catch fire
Sapphire, black tires
Reeking up the street
Big body, he-man
Seats tan like
Ricans in the heat
Can peep the weakling
In ya features
Keep deceiving when you speak
Now you weaving heat
To keep ya peeps from
Grieving in the street
Cautious
I'm getting nauseous
By them losses you receiving
Expected better
You told detectives everything
Except the weather
Never mind we off that
The starting point where you loss at
Got faucet water in that cross
You voss that
Or toss that
The cost that
Being the boss totals to
Can total you
What I mean
Everyone ain't the supremes
We need totals too
This flow done grew bright
Shit photo booth tight
Shift working had me sick
I had to grow to new heights
Nah
We can't relate
This man hotter
The fans got my shit popping
Lit off of gem dropping
Mancala
Fresh off the press
They need that
With each batch
Im trynna teach wealth
They fighting over scraps
Like a rematch
Leap back before you get detatched
From life before you can react
Cuz i seen the nicest kids
Get put on ice
Cuz they ain't mean that
I'm comfy where the rich and poor folks roam
Face time myles
Crib full of sixties
Like a old folks home
I Used to dream of spokes on low pros chrome
Under the caddy
Since my daddy hit texas
Sent them photos home.
Was born to get it
With a flow that's wicked
Plus i'm photogenic
For that pendant
Leave your soul suspended
Hope u rolling with it
Two hundred and fifty eight vice city heard me
Before i'm thirty my clergy gon retire my jersey
Niggas kick dirt and hide they cleats
I seen ya
Physique my senior
Two seater
Seats as soft as
East coweta
Dior velour
Look like a cuban rich off moving
She grooving
Cuz the sentiments is soothing
You losing cuz you skeptic when you moving
Get hectic where I kick at
Aint hard to spot
Grape fives
285 on his fitted cap
Seen victory and locked eyes quick
We gotta demonstrate
Can't bend or break
Cuz shit get thick like popeyes wrist
You hitting pop flys
That shit look good
Til we catch you outside
My future looking pac size
Without the shots
It's not wise
To cross or raise ya hand to the don
Got soldiers to
Leave ya block in a coma
With a carcass aroma
That's funky enough
And if he lucky get snuffed
Rather than see the D.O.C
From a p.o.p as loud as B.O.B
Don't run in crowds
Just run around with
My heart and my name
Don't hunt em down
They come in crowds
All enthralled by the fame
I'm talking skirts
But rather verts
And suede armani shirts
Kick a verse in spurts
Dip collect my chips
Just like a church uhh
A day in the life of J. I.G
The jig is up
You niggas suck
The rules we bend it up
Its Perks to penning verses
That lingers like purses
But its cons too
So
Stay outta lanes
That seem beyond you
Peon niggas be on shit
From eons ago
Could win and not try
While they fizzle out
Like peroxide
Once they peep that we not
Compatible
I rattle guys
Lets hoop
My battle cry
We let loose
They pacify

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