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yg – funkmaster flex freestyle lyrics

and i can put that on seats
frog ip used to put that on sales
i got red strings in my chest, though
’cause all my homies cut crack and cut throat, though
if you don’t believe in seven days stop b-tching
you is a bust, the type that homie made busting issues
and that’s how they start snitching
now your homie need a lawyer ’cause the da got witness
godd-mn, that’s some f-cked up sh-t
he went to dale and that’s when i f-cked his b-tch
i’m a west side t wearing motherf-cker
bust a mission and i run ’em, now i carry ’em, motherf-cker
who’s bragging, my n-gg- rj bang anthems
he kill a bang 40, n-gg-, that’s not sporty
in the hood you turned down if you ain’t dc
look, every blood n-gg- have a crib b-tch
n-gg-, in high school you wasn’t banging, n-gg-
you was turning in homework, getting graded, n-gg-
hit the county, get faded, ’cause all your statements you stated
you was state n-gg-s, yeah, it’s that freestyle sh-t
i need a ratchet b-tch just to eat all this d-ck
while i’m riding in that porsche, though, momma, i’m tryna make it on that source, though
my homie ’bout to go go, if it go platinum, sick ol’ motherf-cker for sure, n-gg-
that’s some old dope, n-gg-, i be f-cking more hoes, n-gg-
walk around with a pocket of cash, b-tches be bad
and they probably ain’t got no -ss, i’m still gonna smash, n-gg-, yeah

- yg lyrics

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