Lyrics:
comin' like the Gotti boys
Bodies bein' found on Greenleaf
With their fuckin' heads cut off, motherfucker, I'm Dre
So listen to the play-by
comin' like the Gotti boys
Bodies bein' found on Greenleaf
With their fuckin' heads cut off, motherfucker, I'm Dre
So listen to the play-by
the stars like I'm watching Power
Rolling up the Za damn near every hour
Young black and educated like she went to Howard
She popped that pink pill pussy I
the East Side all grown up
Places I played in nigga all sewn up
I'm chasin' that dream 'till I'm at the Garden
On a thousand foot screen in red monkey
would've had Odell Beckham banging the cake
'Til I saw him hopping out of cars dancing to Drake
I been a five-star bitch, man, word to Gotti
I'ma do that
for my nigga bubble
Yo Homie turn cold you can’t think nothing of it
Acting like you gone be ready to roll
I got the strap by the seam of my clothes
the game go
Me and Brudda rock da same cloths
Probably tag da same hoe
I snatch da verse out like gotti he thought he was listening to yo
I drop da
drop your government of thought
This master of all ceremonies will rock our phonies
Until their brain rots or heart stops, or what not
So by far, I'm
skip the Chron,I get headaches from the Perrignon, And pot makes me sweaty.For real, yo.
I hope no one was offended by that.
Ladies like to look me up
I ain't no dolphin, fuck rhyming, I'm cripping
Niggas rap about what I'm living, all this false claiming, I'm marring
Doing drive-by's I ain't
I ain't no dolphin, f*** rhyming, I'm cripping
N****s rap about what I'm living, all this false claiming, I'm marring
Doing drive-by's I ain't
Yo, rated X, smack you off the stage when I'm vexed
No sweat, I crack a cold case of Beck's
Guess whose back? The jack of all trades is next
to provoke
A crowd, Com Sense, yo, I love to freestyle
Get loud
And I'm from the place called Stony Isle
Right in front of the cameras
Derek is the manager
at
Die for this
Throw guns up to the sky for this
Where y'all at
[Fabolous]
Yo, you must wanna die
From the nigga you testify against
Fabolous make
and graphic grammar
My verbal murder strech from Alaska to Alabama
Get touched by my Arm and Hammer
All across the planet niggas crumble like granite
freestyles
Money Verse
cyo This is
what it
is
I get it
how I live, 'Im
calm, I'm
hood,
ev'rything all good!
(uh-huh
I'm a Gangsta ! - I'm a rider!
on the wall like I'm the heir to Gotti
I swear to Mambo and Nore and all the left wreck
A nigga try front on his body he gettin' sent back
Don't resent
F.D.B Freestyle
By: Luvinnia Flowers
Yeah
Itspunkinbitch
best female rapper/writer alive unsigned independent as fuck mufucka, mufucka my freestyles
When you bust that rhythmic freestyle flow to be that abstract
You bust back flips, lyrically you'll get asked that
Is y'all crew rally all that when
(Jody Mack!)
My nigga Cadillac, Gotti what up?
Blackchild what up?
I'd like to welcome all my niggas
To the world famous Murda Inc. Show
Big shout
I'm down for mine, all the time, on the grind)
Yeah homie, you gotta keep yo hustle on
Don't let these bitch niggas move you of the block
The gangstas
to the mob John Gotti, rap dudes bitin' me cause
I got it locked like the late Bob Marley
Pardon me y'all, the great Bob Marley
Solemnly we mourn, all
Machiavelli, I'm in the studio drunk then a motherfucker
Ready to freestyle this shit and do it wild,
Live, for all my dogs, for all my dogs out
true-to-life killas, killas
We takin' Other People Money, they money
And then we buyin' all the cars, the cars
Man bump 'em on chrome, chrome
Besides that yo
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