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la leakers – griselda & bsf freestyle w/ the l.a. leakers – freestyle #090 lyrics

[intro]
benny: yo it’s benny the butcher
conway: conway the motherf-cking machine
rick hyde: it’s ricky hyde
benny: and it’s big griselda, big bsf in this motherf-cker. aye you know we f-ck with the la leakers, man, my n-gg- dj sour milk, justin credible, but guess what, we took over the studio. rick hyde, smoke these n-gg-s
conway: griselda takeover, n-gg-, griselda takeover, yeah
rick hyde: let’s get it

[verse 1: rick hyde]
these applause got me awestruck, i’m the wave, n-gg-s washed up
all these goofy n-gg-s all shucks
your b-tch staring ‘cause she’s star struck
she know i do it venti like starbucks, it feel better when it’s all us
this new money, 9am, it got us all up
comme des garçons [?] t-shirt, the [?] chucks
boy, i’m wavy as venice beach with a small gust
my favorite gun is the 38 ‘cause it’s all trust
my feet planted like rhubarb, i move you like u-haul
i’m nice in front of mics, joe dumas
i’m two miles, two laps, two blocks, two cars
ahead of any place on the list you think you are
it’s a nuance, you’re just a cheaper version, that’s a coupon
remember i was getting slept on like a futon
but now a n-gg- holy, getting hotter like tuscan
the diamonds on my neck cool me down like it’s lukewarm
look at me, i am the captain now
without no cap or gown, this new sig saw your homie and backed him down
[?] so i call the b-tch the [?]
my mentality ’97, i’m cappadonna
heard they’re praying on my downfall
instead of battle me, n-gg-s would rather shadow me, they’re groundhogs
i skip past n-gg-s, ground ball
i ain’t playing like i’m john wall, they ain’t hear me like the sound off

[interlude]
benny: i got you, i got you
conway: that boy in his f-cking zone
benny: yo, ay look

[verse 2: benny]
i just put a stash house around [?]
clothesline the brick like i’m dallas diamond page
i was fronting a n-gg- work and i was half his age
i ran around with nappy braids selling dog from crack and cane
now it’s matching chains, i’ll tell you how to stack your change
and triple, spend a little, never mix it with the cash you saved
i don’t like these n-gg-s, i forget these rappers’ names
guess me and real don’t matter to them since you can’t get that appraised
got up from a hangover and i got back to business
this between me and you, i done shot cats for listening
i bought lashes, fake -sses, i bought contacts for b-tches
i need high stacks and contacts with contract extensions
better cool that, i turn this to a new set
you f-ck n-gg-s ain’t give me no advice i could use yet
who set the table with 8-b-lls like a pool set
was stressing true, yes, now it’s vs’s on my crew neck
the strap mine, the homie just riding and tote it for me
yeah, and he down to line you over this money
the plug need me to get rid of it, you know it’s ugly
that got my price cheap as the n-gg- who sold it to me
their diamonds don’t hit like this, their whips not fast enough
bring that b-tch around again and i’ma end up tagging her
30-something for a joint, the numbers not adding up
you take it to the table and make triple when you bag it up
the butcher, n-gg-

[conway]
yeah, look

[verse 3: conway]
i don’t know a n-gg- that hate rap n-gg-s more than me
‘cause the n-gg-s dissing is n-gg-s that’s broke and 43
type of n-gg-s catch a case, don’t got the lawyer fee
type to smile up in your face, ain’t got no loyalty
remember n-gg-s wouldn’t lend me no help
so i did it on my own, n-gg- i built it myself
i ain’t got to pay the shooters, i could spill you myself
fendi the belt, mac black, bentley is stealth, wooh
them bodies drop, they had no sympathy felt
my heart been empty ever since i had my injuries dealt
i got shot, i got hit in my helmet
but when water get too deep, you either drown or start swimming like phelps, n-gg-
you smell the lobster tail with shrimp when i belch
i ain’t f-ck with too many n-gg-s, they ain’t real as myself
and i got this acquisition of wealth
put so much fire on the streets, it make the sole on your timberlands melt, n-gg-
i’m a n-gg- you shouldn’t dare to try
i’m from main street where you cross dope, the scary side
i stare in his eyes, i see fear inside
diamond tennis necklace, 40 point is the canary size
not bad for the guy whose face paralyzed
from getting shot in his neck and the back of his head and nearly died
but as far as catalogs, you n-gg-s can’t compare to mines
pour the henny on my bullet wounds, that’s how i sterilize
watch me terrorize, i don’t follow rules
and i don’t respect the opinions of n-gg-s with hollow jewels
hollows in the tools, that’s how i got to move
i got caught without it before, but sh-t, i’m not a fool
[?] in my condo, i got two supermodels new
i’ma f-ck them both, i ain’t got to choose
after the project, i’m dropping one more i got to prove
you see a freshmen cover, me, i just see a lot of food
i see you n-gg-s trying to take the formula
and make it cornier, i’m on to ya
don’t make me call shorty up, he’ll grip his 40 up
shooting your corner up, send you for a ride with the coroner
cake piling, spent my last two days counting
invested in the real estate and made safe houses
same block where i had the k wilding
i made thousands, i could stand on my bricks and make yay mountains
open my garage door and pull a wraith out it
puerto rican b-tches love me like i’m j balvin
versace draws, nah b-tch, this ain’t calvin’s
militant mind, i’m the modern day malcolm
i’m the n-gg- that they doubted
i got great in my own lane, all these n-gg-s now, they’re lane crowding
and i ain’t even drop a alb-m
but the flow polished like the n-gg- on his eighth alb-m, hah
on dope street, i used to move an o a day
you can’t take these chains, boy, my jewels don’t go away
you can’t name a crew that flow today that’s f-cking with me
just think, everybody is food was a throwaway
everything i touch, this sh-t’s a cl-ssic
i call plug in the traffic and get a traffic
i already sold half it before i ripped the plastic
neck looking like i just went triple platinum
[?] with the action, your favorite rapper, i will slap him
then have his head spinning backwards, then spin him backwards
i’m shooting like dame lillard, i’m hitting baskets
i’m in the booth spitting gases, get your matches, n-gg-
and you suckers knowing what’s up
you get a sh-tbag when i’m dumping low with the pump
who the hardest in the streets, motherf-cker, you know it’s us
i ain’t bring new york back, i put buffalo in the front
motherf-cker
machine, b-tch

[outro]
benny: big f-cking grisela, big bsf, ha. godd-mn
conway: you know what’s up, n-gg-. la leakers
benny: justin credible
conway: sour milk, what up, n-gg-?
benny: man we west coasting right now, man
rick hyde: shout out to the guys
benny: that sh-t was crazy
rick hyde: this n-gg- just went bananas

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