MAG Freestyle
TQ
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Aye What this is right here (Nigga if it ain't MAG it ain't work f*ck nigga) Uh Hottest young nigga doing this shit I just got off the phone with MAG and went straight to the mic Tell them boys I'm in my bag I'll do a tape in a night All the bitches y'all think bad I done played to the right Shawty tweaking thinking she was finna come stay the night Can't bring a knife to a fight when niggas got chopper's and glockers 30 shots up out that bitch they gone have to doctor the doctor The illest nigga out this bitch I'm getting hotter and hotter If it's a problem we got 'em Little bro a slide in a Mazda I say no Spotem we got 'em I'm a problem be honest A murder scene up in the booth the beat ain't know I was behind it Out my cabeza how I play with words I'm cold with the phonics Them niggas know where to find us I keep that heat like Udonis I keep that heat like Miami By 25 I see Grammys At 21 I had bags selling grams of my grannies I'm 23 and I see niggas still staying with they Mamie You better get up off yo ass and get a bag for yo family You better get up off yo ass and chase that bag for yo people I took that handoff and ran that shit back like Ezekiel Now everybody got this and that to say about TQ I'm in a different type of zone shooting over yo 3-2 Or 2-3 whichever one it don't matter I beat you I got a text from the game it read "baby we need you" Mag threw the alley-oop I came through and Bron James'd it Do numbers every time I'm in this bitch like Wilt Chamberlain Got chains around my neck for all my niggas in the chains and While we on the subject tell them bitches to free the GanG nem Ever since that money came in I started peeping niggas acting different doing weird shit Certain shit started changing Through and through I still remain Him Never left my brother side If he say it's f*ck 'em then I'm screaming "f*ck the other side" Foolie acting crazy bought a drac he threw a drum inside Yellow tape this mother fucker mag cause it's a homicide I'm going crazy in this bitch I can spit it with the best of 'em But I talk what I live I ain't nothing like the rest of 'em If it's bout a check best believe we'll check something On fire in this bitch and I'm a run it till the next summer Who the hottest out and tell me who you think the next coming Take a second Okay that was long enough Better bring more back up cause just back up isn't strong enough Better get your hoe she eat the dick up like it's stroganoff I was so broke I wouldn't laugh mother fucker well the joke is up Just got a P of Runtz I'm finna go and roll it up You can't get a front because the plug know you gone smoke it up Mag ain't nobody cold as us Hottest nigga doing it 900 degrees Young God in this bitch I bring sun to the trees If I told you the price on a feature you can double the fee I been shitting on these niggas like I had some government cheese nigga
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