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bully_mic-moneyteam - chiraq freestyle lyrics

ball on him like a sport to me
no jersey no referee
frizzy horts on with them jordans them white socks they nike
cross you over like irving not dr.j i’m talking kyrie
then flashy p-ss to my n-gga ice he gone shoot that thing for the 3
these shots you about to take can’t go in no scr-pbook
so my n-gga you no what that mean you gone have more problems than a math book
i’m armed and ready to palm and bury each and every
i’m very scary
psychotic when i hit that chronic my n-gga that’s that dre power
plus you no i rock nations i can prolly make jay cower
aim twin cannons at nick then carry maria out
everybody no what i’m about
why you other n-ggas just run yo mouth
my flow so dope i can flood the city when its a drought
yeah i’m a locksmith so that mean that no rapper safe
message to you broke n-ggas that’s in the game you gone need a brace
my flow so cold that its colder than winter break
i just do right and k!ll everything like my name was drizzy drake
i got a automatic thats nonstop
so back up when that gun pop
if u blocking me you getting unblocked
if you in the picture you getting cropped
i run the game and ain getting stopped
i’m the hottest in the game like the sun dropped
i can walk through your hood with my chains on and don’t get robbed
these n-ggas just eminems backwards they just minimes
we shooting 2 different things lil n-gga i got slugs and you got bb’s
boy you gone thank you on a beach how you gone see these sh-lls
i can do this all night cuz i got more bars than a jail cell
oh we got a problem do you wanna fight n-gga these hands a make you fall like ai did to mike n-gga
you don’t want that problem you don’t wanna be that n-gga on the ground and your head is where my feet at
i’ll put dirt in your mouth and make you eat that
come straight to your hood and creep at where you sleep at
solid n-gga all day and concrete we bleed that
keep on playing with me boy and your life i’ll delete that
forget all that other talk man let’s just get back to the money
them n-ggas you be talking about i bet they ain’t 100
no them n-ggas ain’t loyal and i bet they ain’t even honest
i bet they all start running when i roll through and start dumping
your girl want my pickle cuz she already no the dill
and ain even no pitcher but still got n-ggas in the field
been a real n-gga like way back since day 1
and ain talking no steak sauce when i say that i’m a1
i ball hard but the ref dirty
like stephen curry cuz i keep the 30
i got no limit like that n-gga percy
words don’t hurt me i eat them like hershey’s
and any n-gga wanna try me i can’t wait for that day to come
say it 2 times like yay i got racks like a1 n-gga
racks like a1 n-gga
racks like a1 n-gga
2 times like yay i got racks like a1 n-gga

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