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g herbo - computers freestyle lyrics

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[intro]
huh
150 dream team sh-t man
pistol gang b-tch
gang

[verse 1]
all these social networks and instagram
fake trappers selling that work in insta grams
n-ggas telling now, don’t n0body give a d-mn
he a double felon how he back on instagram
n-ggas b-tches, if you snitch have lil bro do you dirty
we in the front car, foenem trailing us with two more 30’s
we outchea b-tch, we lurkin’ yeah we spinnin’
shooting jump shots then stand over him and finish
free j bread and free the menace
pee wee, roc, and kobe know we winnin’
oh my god, i love codeine, don’t want no henny
4 nickel xd with a beam under the fendi
don’t twitter beef with me just pull up on the indy
no camera phone, b-tch take these selfies to the fendi
smoking og like it’s healthy for my kidneys
roll up so much weed when i lay down i get dizzy
don’t talk to n-ggas but i’m not shy with that glizzy
don’t f-ck with rap n-ggas but i f-ck with shy glizzy
i’m chasing n-ggas down 112
47’s question me, what i do
i’m just g herbo to the news (i’m just a rapper to the news)
b-tch, i’m g fazo with that tool (i’m a demon with that tool)
no limits out here acting fools
can’t say too much more cause that sh-t true
and we been trapping like some fools
16 when i dropped outta school
now it’s 10k a 16 it’s 16 for my jewels
leanin’ off 16’s, 16 in my ruge
change a n-gga to some food
vegetable, no he can’t breathe and he can’t move
and i just got a brand new burner
don’t make yourself a brand new murder n-gga

[interlude]
nlmb4l n-gga
never leave my brothers
no limit muskegon boyz
you already know how we rockin man
150 dream team, 150 roc block b-tch
kobe squad, pistol gang
“ball like i’m kobe” the mixtape coming soon man
it’s g herbo reporting live from roc block
b-tch you already know how we rocking man
gettin money, f-cking all these b-tches man
we with all that bullsh-t
however you want it
pull up
got all them 30’s, choppas, all that sh-t man
rip all my n-ggas man
free my n-ggas man
f-ck whoever i k!lled too..
look..

[verse 2]
smoking eastside og, that’s posto pack
drink so much lean might od or have a postotack
and f-ck a savage, spot a savage, b-tch we got a savage
it’s me, juvie, smoke in traffic we got automatics
pull up shooting and 1 free throw, b-tch that’s automatic
glizzies, rugers, everywhere we go, leave yo’ -ss faneto
bullets flyin’, dan marino, drop that clip and reload
we on the 8 with 5 30’s, n-gga ochocinco
pull on the 4 and let off 16, that’s for c-moe
and b-tch i drop the 5 for vito
you want smoke, let me know
riding with them pistol p’s, clips that let off 3-0
already flipped the block twice, spin around bout 3 more
we lurking catch em we gon murk em, make that 30 zero
but n-ggas hiding we can’t find em, they some f-cking nemos
sl-ttin’ b-tches, gettin’ high, grindin’, yeah that’s all i be on
breitling with them yellow diamonds like my sh-t got peed on
and all my k!llas gettin’ money n-gga i’m like nino
and when them coppas ask me something, n-gga i don’t ni-know
jump out gang puttin’ n-ggas on they sh-t
he yellin’ out for help “bro i’m hit!” (bro i’m hit!)
yo’ n-ggas can’t do sh-t
shut up b-tch and take this clip
now we posted on the strip
smoking new opps out the zip
ride with two glocks in the whip
too far from the bank, shoebox in the crib
2pac, above the rim
you alpo at the end
shooters like john gotti you a f-ckin’ sam
k!ll that n-gga where he stand
just bought lil bro a brand new semi
he already done ran through twenty, aye, aye



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