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qspeezy - freestyle lyrics

[intro: katt williams, k.d. aubert & qspeezy]
i appreciate what y’all did ’cause these c+ckroaches would’ve cleaned me out this season
speaking of c+ckroaches, where was your antennas when them n+ggas were stealing my sh+t out the store?
i didn’t see them take anything
you didn’t see ’em take anything
well, look next time! use your eyes! they ain’t supposed to just be hazel
they supposed to do some d+mn work ’round here!
this ain’t for play
i don’t do this for fun
i’m sorry
don’t bе sorry
ho, be careful! lord je++
you know what?
i’m tirеd of your presence. dismissed
(enrgy, man, why you do that, man?)
man what
hol’ on (ooh, sav k!lled it)
hol’ on, hol’ on

[verse: qspeezy, jaden stroman, sg kayloc]
i’m stickin’ to the money
n+ggas callin’ me some sap
n+ggas talkin’ on the net
n+ggas know he finna bap
left his head in some sh+t
n+gga forever smell like cr+p
all these nasty ass hoes
all these discs could fit your gap
n+gga try and up the pole
bro got knocked right off the map
up the sticks and the dracos
n+ggas know we land control
beat a n+gga ass
pray to god [?] his soul
you n+ggas such a waste
finna call y’all n+ggas mold
got me kicked out of school
what f+ck n+gga told?
why the f+ck would you eat that sh+t?
knowin’ you don’t smoke
put that n+gga heart on ice
now his whole body cold
capital wwe, n+ggas know we slangin’ poles
n+ggas know we slangin’ poles
n+ggas know we slangin’ dracs
you n+ggas be straight hoes
get the f+ck up out my way
but f+ck with [?] b+tch ass
and do you dirty with this k
n+ggas know i’m real slime
n+gga f+ck a ebk
how the f+ck you supposed to be gangster
but you run from lil d?
n+ggas know i’m real deal slimin’
b+tch, i’m real ckg
if a f+ck n+gga play
you know i’mma hit him with this heat
these n+ggas don’t be usin’ they guns
they be runnin’ with the heat
and i still remember the day i hit lil tre up with this heat
and i don’t give a f+ck
we left his b+tch ass on the [?]
and if a n+gga speak up on my cousin
leave it in the street
and i don’t gotta up the gun
’cause on my mom you can get beat
i been f+ckin’ on an opp b+tch
she love to give me dome
get a rack and get some gold
the f+ck i look like wearin’ chrome?
he been dissin’, drop the ski
you know i had to leave my phone
n+gga know i double c
i’ll rep the set until i’m gone
what the f+ck is a pea?
claimin’ rue i had a k
had a b+tch on my d
i had to nut up on her face
big ass bullets in the choppa
carve em’, leave em’ doa
diss his homie in his face
you did my brother, you gon’ lay
ion entertain the buddy
ion got too much to say
slap a d+ck in my pistol
get to sayin’ that b+tch gay
i be postin’ that beat
he say who i’m with
i’m with lil jay
i ain’t aimin’ at your body
i’mma crack your f+ckin’ face
i been thuggin’ since a youngin’
i was seven in the trap
n+gga never caught me lackin’
p+ssy ass n+gga really cap
i ain’t ever been no friendly n+gga
don’t reach for a dap
please don’t scare me
i might k!ll you
i got opps that’s totin’ strap
[outro: fbt kayloc]
on my momma, boy, stop playin’
you know what the f+ck goin’ on, n+gga
standin’ on business, boy
n+gga really p+ssy outta this b+tch, boy
you know how we come, on my momma
boy, i got lil jay and b+tch i got ‘peezy in this b+tch

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