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lil' snupe - freestyle part 3 lyrics

[intro: meek mill]
bring it back tie you up
treat you like a chinese store n-gga and chop you up
you feel that n-gga, he play around we gon’ k!ll that n-gga
how you feel little n-gga, tell em how you do the sh-t, how you k!ll lil n-ggas

[verse 1: lil’ snupe]
meek put me in a battle, quick 10 g’s
rode in a black bentley member i had a 10 speed
young n-gga getting money and that’s real sh-t
and this really sh-t just happen n-gga real quick
man godd-mn n-gga i know i come yet
ya girl say godd-mn snupe you ain’t c-m yet
and she know i run that
i got a hundred f-cking thousand views on cosmic kev and it ain’t been a month yet
i’m doing it, n-gga came and get it i got the smoke
n-ggas jam me everywhere lil’ snupe name up in every coast
they say man that n-gga ballin’ n-gga know how i come
yeah he from jonesboro i don’t know where the f-ck he from
but i don’t even heard of that but that n-gga got the super rap
and that n-gga got that super map my n-ggas in a super trap
man we gotta get it have it by sunday
if it ain’t by sunday, we gon’ get it monday
if it ain’t by tuesday, then it’s f-cking doomsday
we gon have to hit you and sweep yo -ss broom day
ain’t no f-cking playing around, ain’t no f-cking playing around
n-gga if we ain’t got that money, ain’t no f-cking laying around
n-gga we be getting it, yeah i gotta go yeah
and tell em yeah i got cha yeah, yeah i got cha oh yeah
different city, different flight, different places, different nights
all in the studio i’m tryna f-ckin’ get my life right n-gga
and make sure my circle be tight n-gga
i be getting sleepy on them f-ckin’ flights n-gga
but i gotta make sure my mama got on the lights n-gga
and make that my people good for life n-gga
i know my daddy sittin’ in that cell going crazy
thinking about lil’ snupe like his life amazing
and he don’t even owe me
that’s my daddy but he don’t really even know me
sh-t really thowed, i grew up kinda young
i didn’t go to school but i ain’t grew up kinda dumb
see i learn from the streets what n-ggas rack up to beast
and n-ggas get in some beef
and a lot of n-ggas get deceased
and a lot of n-ggas be b-tches it’s thowed
a lot of n-ggas really hoes in men clothes
i seen it with my eyes
i seen n-ggas say that they gon’ ride
but them be them n-ggas who don’t survive
i seen n-ggas go up to the court room tell everythang
but claim in the streets that them the n-ggas that bang
but when they get out after 10 f-ckin’ years
man they try to f-ckin’ hang, like a lot of sh-t done changed
you a rat before you a rat now
if you was a mac before then you mac now
if you a p-ssy then you a p-ssy now n-gga
and if you a p-ssy then, then you can’t get down n-gga
see they say ‘snupe you grew up, you grew up without a father
but i see now that sh-t really just made you grind harder’
my mama use to pray for me every night i was sitting in that cell, going straight to h-ll
man i said i gotta get my flow
remember sitting in my cell my mama on the phone
she sayin’ “the devil got you boy”
i said “yeah i know and i gotta let em go
just keep praying for me and just pray that i get some hope”
and it’s crazy man i gotta it right
15 years old i was looking at juvenile life
21, i ain’t coming home for a long time
and my b-tches steady writing but that ain’t a long time
after a couple months b-tches stop writing n-gga
and a lot of n-gga start phone, i started fighting n-gga
so i got out the people said “how?”
and then all them n-ggas just started wanting to get down
and they see my coming up now
they b-tches wanna f-ck now
cause b-tches know what’s up now
got lean up in my cup now
got purp up in my swisher
got b-tches all with me
got my whole city with me
all the b-tches getting jiggy
n-gga you better chill
n-gga this sh-t for real
i show you that you got a crib just like uncle phil
this sh-t right here we do it for the streets
dc we hold it down me and meek, louie v
lee mazin crazy as the f-ck
this sh-t we doing in here this sh-t amazing as the f-ck

[verse 2: lil’ snupe]
i gotta get it, gotta go
n-gga, i f-ck b-tches better watch ya ho
n-gga, know i got it we could hammer -ss
get dru major we gon’ camera it
b-tch come get with it we could put you on
f-ck, ya boyfriend mad, we’ll put em on
n-gga, i got flow money
i done got so much of cake, i’m getting ho money
swag on crazy man i got the timbs
b-tches love my swag
n-ggas wish that they was him
cause when i walk in that building, n-gga, i be fresh as f-ck
n-gga don’t really wanna test with us
really n-gga don’t wanna flex with us
ralph lauren n-gga this sh-t so exclusive
b-tch stupid face with a stupid booty
b-tches love to ride me like a d-mn scooter
polo ralph lauren and my sweater coogi
i’mma louisana n-gga and i never change
but i’m with my philly n-ggas we finna run the game
n-ggas already know i do my f-cking thang
uh, went and cop the watch and cop the f-cking chain
b-tches love a n-gga swag, yeah, i got it live
said, f-ck that d-mn droid and went and copped the 5
b-tches be on my line all the d-mn time
i be lying to them b-tches like you be on my f-cking mind
but i really be focus just on this money
all in the studio to 6, [?] i’m hurtin’ my stomach
and i’m steady getting a headache
but i gotta get my bread straight
and i gotta get my mind right
so i be in that limelight
sh-t, i said f-ck it, get it
n-gga wanna endorse me free jordans i’m with it, f-ck it
n-gga i came from nothing i got the tag right
like i’m just getting my swag right

[verse 3: meek mill]
[?] the jag right
and all these rappers throwin’ jazz right
i know these p-ssy n-ggas mad like
’cause i live the cash life, and i’m in the mad light
everywhere i go my n-ggas growin’ racks
i been to jail, but i ain’t goin’ back
i had to prove myself to show ’em that
came up myself, so i ain’t owe ’em that
so f-ck what the enemy think
i’m goin’ hard, i’mma monster [?] drink
shout out to louie v, shout out to lil’ snupe
he probably cop a four door, he probably cop a crew
i’m on some [?] sh-t, n-gga, ’cause i’m the truth
i got a ladder on me like i’m tryin’ to climb a roof
with my arm of [?], got it all in my [?]
long clip, and it’s all in my sleeve
said god, he got the ladder, so it don’t even matter
sh-tin’ on these n-ggas, they p-ss fillin’ they badder
n-ggas talk sh-t, they ain’t eatin’, where your platter
i made a hundred thousand last week, it was
my n-gga brick back home now
and i told him that it’s on now
ya’ll n-ggas weak, we be smokin’ strong now
we don’t even roll [?], we doin’ [?] now
a lot of n-ggas got murdered
for runnin’ they mouth and talking sh-t that they ain’t heard of
bad b-tch with me, she got a slurpin’
she call me baby, i gotta eat it, no gurber
say, i got a b-tch named tisha
she be with kisha, and she be without [?]
i be on the block, said i used to smoke reefer
now i play the block, big plump street sweeper
k.o.d. i tell ’em hoes to sweep up
slow work hoodie on, tell ’em keep up
bit- (gibberish)
and a (gibberish)
uh, i done boil every call
f-ck every ball, different rollie every all
s’why i iced out, [?], turn your lights out
summer time, new kicks, got who’s on bike’s out
[?] see the lights out
n-ggas prayin’ i hope i never wipe out
but i’m stayin’ on, n-gga, and we goin’ strong
man, snupe off the top, and we goin’ long
we do this sh-t, we move the bricks
see ya’ll n-ggas is rookies, ya’ll so new to this
horse shoes, i’m true to this
you playin’ ’round n-gga, li

- lil snupe lyrics

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