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Freestyle Joint

Luke

In the Nude

1993

[Luke]
Awwwwwwwww  shit! Ha ha  yeah! Luke Records in the motherfuckin' 
House we gon' freestyle this thing for the 1993 yo yo... 
Clayvosie in

but I bet her nigga love me off the rip
Never tried to be something else and never force nothin' that don't fit
Bitch I'm me, never had to ride no wave

South With A Gangsta Bitch
We Double Team The Competition And Load The Amunition
So She Can Rock The Cock While I Cock The Glock
Pop, Pop Drive-By

I Will Survive

Snoop Dogg

Dead Man Walkin

2000

town, dip down, and show love 
You know what? What's up? Shit, I'm feeling good now 
You better come and get me 'fore I fall into a freestyle

and I qualified, yeah
I was the ref, I made the calls
I called the shots
But she made me fall in love with her
Yeah
Slip and fell in love
Slip and fell in

layers of thorns and nails
Hell's probably gonna be raised 
By the time I'm done with this verse 
Literally and metaphorically
Well like a bitch

Man need no attitude
Quantitative aptitude
Gotta freestyle like I should

Leave me with a broken heart
And no way and no way
And the way she smile In my

dick (grr)
I fell in love with her backside (baw)
She loves to ride me she freestyle
I gave her doggie her best style (let's go)
We fell in love it was

face was No joy
Another lady told her she was stupid then she cried so loud
To my surprise you get the point Now
Like a pit-bull with the action

got talent, but the rest was steal
Now sit and think who really fuckin' with ill
When I grab you by the neck like Uncle Phil
Not a killer by nature,

to Jesus
300 for these diamonds fuck a flex this my image
I love pussy and cheese so I could never be vegan
I don't really follow with these old niggas

the race, we losin' momentum
Sedusa was slowin' me down, a victim of venom
Expensive taste, you can tell by the denim
Expensive taste, you can tell by my

1nce Again

A Tribe Called Quest

Beats, Rhymes and Life [Japan Bonus Tracks]

1996

Cause if you ain't yourself you end up by your freaking self
I'm coming rugged with the Linden Boule type of slang
And yo, we'll see who can hang yo

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

wants a piece of your love
But me I want to keep you in my romance
I want you for life, yeah
Say no dey freestyle
You look more like a wife than a side

outnumbered by all your haters
Take a trip to Barbados, enter into hiatus
Enter into a round with no entry for entertainers
We could of did that but instead we

and what I dream bout
Ain't no peace now
Rebound with a freestyle, but it seeps into the beats now
Can't sleep, and I can't eat, Imma kill you if it kills me

eyes glazed like donuts with explosions packed inside
And inside those sugar granules there's a multiplex of cries

Man this a real freestyle man
I can't

caught a bullet with another man's name on it
Now he can't do leg day or put strain on it
Every time you hear me freestyle, I put pain in it
I used

cash flow positive
Master of freestyle, with a smile, told the lord how I felt for a while. Upper middle class

Lifestyle, she ain't never been afraid

Listen, I was on the highway twistin'
With my uncle Snoop and we pimpin'
Listen, green screen behind me
Ice cream when it was 06
I was like seventeen

I don't get bitter I get money
I do it for my city cause I'm from it
The hoes love it
6'3" beard rugged
No budget
By the bar like fuck it
Like Buta

on my feet
If you come rollin' with me consider your name on VIP
Call me the hbic I see something shiny on my ring
Ching ching I'll pay the bills before

keep on my feet
If you come rollin' with me consider your name on VIP
Call me the hbic I see something shiny on my ring
Ching ching I'll pay the bills