emilio rojas – put your hands where my eyes can see freestyle lyrics
[emilio rojas]
you know emilio go and he finna blow
probably with a chick that i pulled in a video
her daddy rich, when he die, she gettin’ dough
i stick my fist in the air like i was -rs-nio huh?
we gettin’ loud as a crowded scenario
here we go yo, i be spittin’ that cl-ssic material
my people get to clappin’, they scratchin’ the serial
so they ain’t gettin’ bagged when we p-ssin’ imperials
f-ck them f-ggots with them badges, i’m laughin’ hysterical
frontin’ like you high but we knowin’ you barely smoke
i’m lookin’ down on ’em, i’m fly, i’m aerial
they tryna shove dirt on my name like a burial
i’m livin’ this, i’m in it for dividends
you surrounded by losers, go figure, you never win
them cops stop me for whippin’ and gettin’ head
but my chick is sl!ck, she swallow the evidence
i get it in, we livin’ in tenements
i be in the heights with some rowdly dominicans
from roc city where n0body winnin’ sh-t
and still keep my city on top of my fitted brim
ain’t n0body f-ckin’ with me, i roll dolo but got a couple of freaks
you kiss your girlfriend, you get a taste of me
if i was you, i’d bow out gracefully, listen
ain’t n0body f-cking with e, i roll dolo and keep a couple of freaks
you kiss your girlfriend, you get a taste of me
if i was you, i’d bow out gracefully, man listen
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