TeamLDN Freestyle (feat. G2BABY & Jimmy Yayoo)
London Louu
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Huh, oh my god is that London Louu Yea Yea Yea Here We Go London Back On The New York Drill Beat Everyone Wanted it Gotta Give It To Ya RAH Uh Couple shit that I did in the past I had to relax Now I got the backend Two nights in LA I was out on the block felt the envy already done trappin Feel the tension when London step into the room he to good at this muhfuckin rappin I'm the future bitch I'm not the past tense And some shootas wit me hold a rugla so don't get head T-tapped in I'm the reason ya bitch come home late Got some hittas who make past home plate I could not give a f*ck be a menace wit Naz full auto this muhfuckin chrome spray She a freak bitch tryna do roleplay Off a bean opps scream broke OA Wanna cop told Lil bro no way I smoke zaza uh And this shit to the face to the mata Gotta DR Lil bitch on the DL we f*ck and then dance wit the fam bachata And my PR Lil bitch on Sangria tonight but tomorrow she's screaming out shotta Im the gangsta wit gang got the Mob ties Watch his soul lift up don't rob mines How I'm the best at this shit & jus started Two shots Two opps got the main target I'm going crazy bitch I go retarded Tuff Onna net & the streets Str8 heartless Uh Start sparking I been Lowkey terrified of my darkness Got a chop wit me and it bark bitch Anti-pater I kill all the spartans Uh Uh Im the realest I'm just being honest G2BABY go crazy I come straight from Yonkers My girl need a bag so I put her in Prada If you ain't my bitch im sorry you get Nada They wasn't around when I was at the bottom HA no worries Hakuna Matata I stuck to the plan off the ball and went harder I ball like the player of course I'm a starter Huh And I treat everyday like its practice Link up wit London got Niggas In Paris Don't hit my line I don't need no distractions I don't got time til I cop me a Patek S550 I'm speeding I'm dashing Don't got a deal I do shows for the backends They wanna know how dis kid bring the cash in Cuz I put my all in this shit wit a passion Step Round back wanna rinse that Two opps just got dropped wit a big staff Mandem wanna talk no chit chat Big blade rip up ya back like Kit-Kat Told babes just relax and sit back One got dropped you won't talk about get backs I'm the reason they get back Big hand ting round his ends finna hit that Uh Internet fake steppers you might get pressed Or you might get sent up to heaven New leng ting wanna present Babes ima gift be grateful I'm here in the present Arch ya back make it bend like Beckham This ting too fine told sam what you reckon Milano or some when I'm stepping And she too polite can't believe she a blessing When In London im taking a pit stop All of ya mandem taking the piss stop All ice still making ya bitch hot Two out the clip make ya marjae pissed of If I'm round in the town I'm the big opp Couple haters jus speak wit my dick stop Paparazzi keep tryna take pics stop And this za to my brain make me lift off I'm like Clifford but blue im the big dog Bitch I been trapping I'm serving out fentanyl Yo homie capping he smoking on menthol We get the backend its bought not a rental Doot doot doot Bitch I shoot up the room Make one false step bitch get boomed And my killers on auto no tune If I vs the heat ima sweep wit a broom SKII SKII This lil foreign bitch keepin me waiting Might fly out to france just like harden & baby I'm the hardest put that on the pavement I'm paving the way for you niggas so pay me Don't keep it on safety they gone have to break me I see dead ppl counting up faces My hittas hear move & they sliding like skate key Its a fact we gone fry him like bacon Know LDN gone cook up fashoo Been had them racks in da middle Got packs with the locs My bro like Shaq when he throw Cause he keep on bangin & bangin Like he at your door We at ya neck like a bow Mob ties He disrespect gotta go Bye Bye She a thot she a hoe she a bata Don't come around trynna smoke you gets nada With them steppers and movers don't dance but they all in if i tell em move then its salsaaa Im like bitch is you dumb brody stay with them sticks & them drums he gone beat it like southside Now the freaky bitch wont keep her mouth close I be all up inside it like mouth wash Imma player you know how the game goes got a call from the gango we outsidee Its Mr. S K & double my i dont play with that boy he is not ya'll And the vibe that i get from you niggas remind me of bitches its somethin about ya Since i been back in da booth i been killin shit they told me boy its about time Got the blue print you niggas dont even got outlines Lil dummys I turn ya girl to a eater No drip Straight shorts and a beater Oh yeah she freaky like Trina im tryna train her Next stop is the skizzerz
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Written by: Gerald Griffin Jr., Louis Bennett, Tareq Walker
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