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lil’ snupe – 318 freestyle lyrics

[lil’ snupe]
lil’ snupe! yeahhhhhhhhhhh
free my n-gga c4. [x8]

let me hop in it and free my n-gga c4
if rap sh-t don’t work then we gon’ sell this sh-t like nino
b-tches lookin’ for me they can’t find me like nemo
cuz every time i’m in the building i set it of like cleo
hurricane with me, 51/50
b-tch get jiggy then get naked and shake all your -ss and t-tties
baby told me to k!ll it. i told him that i k!ll it
i hold it down from the 318 all the way back to philly.
lil’ snupe up in the buildin’, you know that i’m up in this ho
everybody want it yeah i swear you better watch it ho
cuz n-gga i rank with me. guarantee she f-ck my clique
she gon suck my d-ck all day and night she gon do it left she gon do it right
yeahhhh n-gga jonesboro
where we up in this b-tch swear to god that we don’t care
and i got these diamonds on my neck and these diamond on my wrist
with these j’s up on my feet and your b-tch up on my d-ck
man this b-tch she love my swag. and she love my f-cking clique
cuz we hit the f-cking club and act like ya’ll don’t even exist
cuz we in our own lane, we did our own sh-t
i’m a young n-gga but i stay on that grown sh-t
i be smoking on that loud people tell me turn it down
so if you can’t f-ck with that loud you can’t even come around
you know i gotta do it, best believe that my man strapped
she screamin’ out ay bay bay and she started doing the hand clap
got this b-tch naked. got this b-tch gettin’ with it
got this b-tch wanna f-ck. f-ck me and my whole city
man dee-low told me do it and i told him that i got it
then i hit my n-gga lil’ derick up and we head straight to the projects
we head to the projects, and then we start rollin’ up
all the bad b-tches hit my phone they wanna roll with us
cuz they already know that i’m a f-ckin’ clown
when they heard that i was gonna be in she prayed that no ones around
i shut it down everywhere i go
and i love bad b-tches so you better watch your ho
i’ll grab the magnum and put that d-ck straight up down her throat.
and she ain’t playin’ when she get in here she know how we roll
b-tch ain’t no relaxin’ they no i’m the ?
these b-tches already know what’s up. b-tches know it’s what’s happening
you chill up in my bed but you f-ckin’ on my mattress
we gon get straight to the business. swear to god he won’t be with it hold up

[hurricane chris]
i took a n-gga b-tch, then gave her plenty d-ck
i put a p-ssy n-gga on the news channel six
i k!ll me a dog -ss n-gga mike vick
and you know it is no you not f-ckin’ with chris
i put her on that wood then i told her do the splits
got snupe up in this b-tch and the whole crew up in this b-tch
you know i’m gettin’ lifted off patron and ciroc
any n-gga talkin’ that sh-t i swear to god they don’t wanna box
got a left hand and a right hand, break a n-gga jaw
i do some crucial sh-t you gon think this the movie saw
i represent that south and bat a n-gga in his mouth
i got your b-tch bussin’ it wide open on my couch
man i’m a dawg you a cat, i step on these rats
and these n-ggas know i’m in the club strap with that gat
yeah i’m strap with that mac. some hoes in the back
threefy smokin’ on some sh-t that made him have an asthma attack
i’m bout my money, n-gga i’m bout my money
i pull up in my maserati, f-ck your lil’ 600!
we ’bout that big cash, pull up in them big jags
i’ll smack your b-tch -ss then feel on your b-tch -ss
shout out to calico. i’m bout my money
that b-tch showing her camel toe put d-ck all in her stomach
i f-ck her front and back and then i tried to make her vomit
these n-ggas ain’t bout no beef, n-gga i ain’t never runnin’
got a chopper and a glock knock a n-gga out his socks
man free my n-gga boosie i might break that n-gga out
you know what i’m about, play games you get popped
ask some n-ggas who had played with me that time they got shot
my hood about that murder. that’s right them n-ggas will serve ya
i rapped that gangster sh-t these n-ggas thought i was commercial
i’m in the v.i.p and b-tch you know i got the burner
my n-gga threefy in the dj booth smokin’ that purple
ay bay bay. lil mama wanna fl!ck then call me ray j
that’s i got that [machine-gun sounds] ak
that sh-t i say it be for real you for play play
you’s a f-ggot -ss n-gga you shanaynay
play some games i’mma nut up like a pay day
and i got all these hoes poppin’, or riding in my old school rims steady choppin’. i got that f-ckin’ whopper like my name bin laden

- lil snupe lyrics

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