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lil' luigi - chiraq freestyle (remix) (main) lyrics

[intro: lil’ luigi]

please, please. hahaha!

[verse 1: lil’ luigi]

look, the 04h30 wake up, the 04h30 take up. you lied about the work, your fake is just some make up. the hustle over re ups, these rapper’s just some tea cups, on purpose i spill you over then ask myself to clean up. whoa, haha! you realest? guess that makes me a realist. i could prolly copp a new clique then market that ona pulpit and that’s right. stay low with the black taint, as i said y’all ain’t straight, calibrator for the new fake and tell alexander that i’m great. ha! and honestly i’m ’bout to spit it out, been away, beena been away, yeah i been away, mind state of drought, taking notes, planning on attempts, yeah, i been silent, gave you a lil’ doubt and i understand that your confirmation – irrelevant for the work i’m getting. do you maybe feel intimidated, annihilated or eliminated? recommend that you quit the work, knowing i’m the cause of your exaggeration. tick tock, for your clock ticking. turn up, with the mic out, then roll out, set time for your time out then notify you to watch out like whaaa? go figure you a waste of my time, your new clique, i ain’t finna pay a dime, i could tell you lotta things about the time, but that’s just i.. hahaha!

[verse 2: lil’ luigi]

i know this way overdue, the g’s told me “boy, be the truth”, but i cannot wait ’til i hit the news! yeah, i noticed i be sympathetic. had to do it, ain’t apologetic. pop it all, pop it all, automatic. put you in order, i’m alphabetic. prolly go buck up on a track that i met quietly, quite frankly i feel like going ‘pac on your mentality. but, what? they starving and ye ain’t know that they starving? gotta keep calm, gotta carry on. gotta dress up put the hustle on. had the lights off, but they really on and the good news is i want it all with some more bless. you heard me right, i said more bless and some more bless and some more bless. uh, momma sent me to scratch cheques, lottery tickets, paying for a ticket, praying that we get that cheque, instead, we interacted with a lotta lack, i had to lay it back, yeah, i hated that. outchea grinding, knowing i’mma get my momma a bigger cheque!

[verse 3: lil’ luigi]

oh my! oh my! oh my! i said you just a waste of my time, i write them margin lines outta line. believe that this was a freestyle that i wrote down, said i just might. i’m dressed all black, searching for light and in my journey y’all are walk bys. uh, see lotta y’all been acting like that detonator, f-y-i, i said siyanora i’ll see you later and i quote: “i said siyanora, i’ll see you later.” unquote, l-u-i-g-i would terminate ya. haha! ooo, back again with the mic in hand, huh? had to do it back then, nowadays i run the plan again, huh? and, anyway i noticed that i really gotta go and get it, check? this dedicated to my critics now, it’s time i get all my cheques, check?

[outro: lil’ luigi]

yeah. yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. i’m off this

- lil luigi lyrics

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