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volume 10 - a real freestyle lyrics

[verse 1: volume 10]

i always wanted to say f+ck everybody
f+ck everybody and they mama i say
here we go again and i do it the right way
all i gotta say is that i don’t give a f+ck
i don’t give a f+ck about nothing and n0body
ah here we go again, uh, lodi dodi
i don’t give a f+ck about my momma but she love me
oh my god, what am i saying
here we go again and i’m not playing or waiting, for a sucka to shoot me
what the f+ck is up i don’t give a f+ck about dying
here we go again i don’t give a f+ck about dying
oh sh+t, f+ck this rap sh+t, f+ck this rap sh+t, f+ck my f+cking daddy
f+ck everybody and they mama i say, f+ck everybody and they mama i say
[verse 2: smooth 7]

coming from the west with a g on his chest
smoking that indo, chronic not stress
why would you ever wanna step to a k!lla, forever a n+gga, growing bigger
god, get on my name, smooth 7
perfection as i’m using my tongue as a weapon
precision, i’m cutting like a knife, slice enough
take over the mic, let me bust
my cranium, sustains pain
i will drain, stepping to my flame
burns, you are in, boy yearn
as i now take of concoctions, filaments (?) and elements
breaking you down and this is how i’m telling sh+t
turn your skeleton bones, to bone marrow, you narrow
high like a sparrow
why would you try to step to a west coast n+gga
i’m bigger with the trigger of a glock
blasting 16 non stop with 30 round clip in my pocket
pocket i sag, rag colour doesn’t matter your head will splatter
if you try to step to a g, n+gga

[verse 3: rka]

as i decide to smash the window of a benz, it’s a motherf+cking g ride
should i get my pimps right to the eastside
cuz i’m a black man, with a black pride
trippin off,(?) they mothef+cking simps
trippin all they n+ggas, yeah they wimps
but they listen to a n+gga as i bust
cuz you know a n+gga like the rka kicks up dust
it’s a must that i bust when i flow
people wanna know, yeah my sign’s a virgo
kicking it with the n+ggas that are real heavyweights
cuz you know i rock the microphone, rhymes straight
(d+mn man who got the motherf+cking weed yo, i can go for a blunt)

[verse 4: ganjah k]

well if you’re ever looking for blunts, come to see the ganjah
i’m the man who gotcha
whatever you want, maybe a dub, maybe a nickel, maybe a dime
maybe a f+cking quarter pound
i got whatever you need when we come in town
right off the plane, come and get my number man
from somebody who got it at the bus stop
somebody who know me from hip+hop
somebody who know that n+gga ganjah k got everything
it seems you wasted on a triple beam
and everything is precise, everything is nice
and you don’t even have to come and get it twice
everytime you get it everything is coming right

[everyone]

do you think they will believe this is a real freestyle? (8x)

[verse 5: volume 10]

shut the f+ck up, i know what i’m doing
i don’t give a f+ck, yo your whole career is ruined
if you f+ck with me
yo i’m volume t
i don’t give a f+ck+a, i don’t give a f+ck+a (ooie)
here we go again and what i gotta say
is uh, this is the usa
this the land of the free and the brave
i’m gonna get motherf+cking paid
so, if you wanna step on up, you can step
and if you wanna tire up, you can step
now if you want t++th, knocked to the floor, then uh, c’mon, c’mon
my name is volume ten and i really don’t care
here we go again, the best mc yeah i’m aware
oh my god, give it up for my homies, ganjah k, ganjahk
oh my lord, i gots to give it up to fat jack, cuz them fat tracks ain’t wack
i’d like to say what’s up, oh what’s up, oh what’s up, my head is hurting
i’d like to say what’s up to my little kid, hey, my little nephew he always run
oh my god i’d like to say hey to the good life
and i’d like to say hey to uh, my wife
and i’d like to say what’s up to…
(ah, f+ck, um wait, sh+t um)
rka!
i’d like to say what’s up to everybody in the usa
if you buy my f+cking sh+t
oh my god, pistol grip was a hit!
ugk, i’d like to say what’s up
i’d like to say what’s up, to everybody
oh my lord i’d like to say hey to my mommy
i’m sorry that i slipped on that freestyle

- volume 10 lyrics

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