Lyrics:
he from Africa said he from the hood
But no he's from dollolony lane
Aye, We're back with the freestyle (Oh)
Yeah, a freestyle where i say
Donnelly
Didn't really want to read the lyrics to these songs
I felt the emotion, but it's too strong
Creeping on another bag freestyle night
Everything you
Piju kafe piju kafe drtim shit (pau)
Jedu freestyle jedu freestyle bude hit (fakin raw)
Dej to nahlas dej to nahlas fakin heat (up up )
Oni nechtěj
suddenly stuck in a labyrinth
Hidden passages
Surrounded by motionless savages
You is illiterate
But you tapping in
I'm here like, "What the fuck happening?"
Turnin' off my
brain like a freestyle
Thought she was so bad
sorry I dont miss ya
Feel like CR7
ballin with no retire
9 mm on the tongue
this sh*t so
gone, out here alone
All by myself, in a world so cold
Lord hear me now, send angels down
Help me turn this life around, I flipped upside down
I've been
Damn, A.B., this the one
Doin' that shit, tryna live a new life
Doin' that shit, nigga, tryna live right
Tryna get rich, not tryna get by
I need me
Attention attention
Listen well to my
Instructions
Street no get memory
Na why helper
Turn acaguon
Life na turn by turn
Opportunity come
But once
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
*cough, cough*
Let's work
Yeah, this that 420th freestyle
Biggs gon ahead n add this beat to the pile
They've been askin when i'm gon be droppin
Ty byłeś na wilkach
W hypie przed tobą to dalej jest syn Magika
Co by tu zrobić, chyba promocja, co tam
Nie wyszła płyta?
Nagle se kurwa przypomniał
Że
I'm not tryna be a freestyle artist
But when I refer to the beat I say rest in peace to the dearly departed
Move so fast verbally I break wind like I
shorty what you drivin' stoned by your daddy
Oops, you almost had me, geesed up until I saw the truth
And one day I see you standin' at a token booth
It
off by sprayin' beer in your face
So the '94 to them, I'm for my niggas that remember
Means I'm steppin' to the mic with lyrics colder than December
brought to you by adrenaline and good rap
Black Pendleton ball cap
(West, west, west)
We don't share the same synonym fall back
(West, west, west)
Been
Stand by me my sister stand by me now
Having my days and I've seen your ways
Sing it and have it set a nasty craze
So I reach a state
Turn a new page
production's tight
Sometimes I might catch a severe case of writer's block
But by the end of the day you'll be on my jock
My name's Malik my hobby's putting
ah,oh ah, do a walk by and watch everybody die
N****s into gangs thangs and narcotics
Freak b****es riches and hydrolics
Pull heat knock you off yo
And be protected by No Limit tanks, soldiers with K's and hand grenades
Could you recall a soulja that used to be crawlin'
Now I'm ballin', don't plan
of the Flavor Unit
And we are Naughty By Nature, and we will just do, by terminating you
I can snap, rap, pack, click-clack, patter-pat-pat
Take that ass
freestyle burned your written
shit
Soon you'll be in denial, and you're not gonna recall
That I burned you, and I can tell by 21 you'll be bald
I'm off
I keep on grinding
Until my pockets are fatter than ceelo green
Now I'm back in the hood
Surrounded by fake people I can't trust
Wake up in
this y'all
[Verse 1:]
Oh what a feeling! - Drivin' in my four by four
Girlies Galore! - B.I.G. on the door.
Chrome trimming - with the smoke tint
Givin
of times
In K.R West
Can't forget slept with a W fresh
A Big shot upon freestyle from the shit thirty pieces
Let's do this for the people
Let's make
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