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frzy - all hail lyrics

[hook 1: frzy]
all hail when i roll up
put ya hands in the air like a hold up
bow down motherf-cker when you see me
i’m the king of the pitt
all hail when i roll up
put ya hands in the air like a hold up
bow down motherf-cker when you see me
i’m the king of the pitt

[verse 1: frzy]
you should never wanna mention me
don’t mention me
sleep me
well the beat be pinchin’ me
that’s sense to me
that n-ggas ain’t sent for me
you got bands
this man got symphonies
name another motherf-cker that can get wit me
that’s meant for me
my camp got tents for me
mogul moves make you lose like victory
n-ggas say i got juice well picture me
my b-tch and me
got these n-ggas ready to die like it’s ’93
i make the p see
my rhymes be somthin’ like binary
i kinda be
a dope mc
got strippers on the poles
make ’em vote for me
when i put my neck out they got a rope for me
’cause i confess i’m the best
no rosaries
all hail
’til it’s all h-ll
’cause i’m in the house like
caldwell
now they wanna hear me say farewell
cause these n-ggas want my spot
no barbell
no sell
i don’t buy that
in the sl with the top back
see i get ghost when i do that
so you can check my rolls
i get call backs
cocaine with this flow
’cause i get cocaine with this doe
so i’m like cocaine when i blow
so get a whiff of this
while i’m spittin’ this
wait ’til these n-gga get a glimpse of this
for you n-ggas saying you don’t f-ck with this
y’all n-ggas is p-ssy with syphilis

[hook 2: frzy]
all hail when i roll up
put ya hands in the air like a hold up
bow down motherf-cker when you see me
i’m the king of the pitt
all hail when i roll up
put ya hands in the air like a hold up
bow down motherf-cker when you see me
i’m the king of the pitt

[verse 2: frzy]
hold up wait
to you weak n-ggas that can’t wait
if a single n-gga with no date
wanna have words my n-gga i’ll translate
n-ggas acting fishy my n-gga
so here’s bait
bars for you n-ggas that’s never been upstate
if i ever fell from this hate
i’d land on these n-ggas
call it real estate
i got a ill estate
it’s a sick place
i been running my city
let me switch pace
i then lead n-ggas i could erase
they say i lost my mind
but i misplaced it
if y’all broke i’ll replace it
you hug the block i embrace it
you ain’t make it
but you then had so many shots
you wasted
all hail
’til it’s all h-ll
if you wanna lie
farewell
i’d be the first to call out
alexander graham bell
no sell
i don’t buy that
not from my city with a p hat
think that a n-gga don’t see that
i wouldn’t give you a p-ss with a drop back
bow down when i show
cause i’ll make you bow down when i flow
or you’ll be popping tags from your toe
n-gga i know this
so know this
i’m a put you n-ggas on notice
now you can see i’m the coldest
the cloth you cut from
i sewed it

[hook 3: frzy]
all hail when i roll up
put ya hands in the air like a hold up
bow down motherf-cker when you see me
i’m the king of the pitt
all hail when i roll up
put ya hands in the air like a hold up
bow down motherf-cker when you see me
i’m the king of the pitt

- frzy lyrics

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