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vonoff1700 - free brick freestyle lyrics

[intro]
yeah, it’s free my brudda
it’s free my brudda (what?)
it’s free my brudda
yeah, ight (okay)

[verse]
you b+tch n+ggas know how we comin’ (you know that)
when we bounced out on him, he knew it was over
i don’t even know why he runnin’
my new b+tch gotta have a ass and a bag, my old b+tch wasn’t just nothin’
she all on my d+ck ’cause i got me a bag, she know i ain’t buyin’ her nothin’
my n+ggas ain’t f+ckin’ with rats, he trippin’, we would’ve been k!lled gunna
all my opps gettin’ lost, they keep on survivin’ the summer
i don’t think i’ma ever get old, i’ma keep gettin’ younger and dumber
hop out, make it sound like thunder
sh+t+bag him, put this b+tch to his stomach (yeah)
b+tch, is we f+ckin’ or not? let me know now, i don’t want yo’ number
we done caught him in traffic, and asked if it’s tragic, we done pushed all up in his bumper
we’ll take everything from yo’ socks, to yo’ shirt, don’t come ’round with all that stuntin’
when it come to them b’s, you n+ggas be tellin’, if they ask, i ain’t did ‘none
if you think it’s a game, try to beef with the gang, better have a lot of guns and some money
had one of my ho’s to bond me out, i ain’t have to touch ‘none of my money
the last n+gga cracked him a joke, he dead now, now ask do he think sh+t funny
if he beefin’ with us, better hide yo’ kids n+gga, ’cause p+ssy, we comin’ for somethin’
when i come through spinnin’, i don’t care if it’s a old n+gga, i promise i’m gon’ hit somethin’
free famous, he fightin’ that body, they give him a bond, he know that we comin’
free mc, hop out wit’ a b+tton
free k!lla, he’ll k!ll you for nothin’
free l!cka, i’ll call his phone like, “slide!”, he shootin’ up quick, no discussion
all this rap sh+t don’t mean nothin’, i’ll hit me a hat up in public
b+tch say she have her way, gon’ be in the crib, doin’ all that f+ckin’
lil vonno’ll slime you out, they say that i can’t be trusted
12 just hit them lights, lil don, go head and just dust ’em
i hate when the goofies die, they always try and say they the muscle
when i’m in the back of the house, with a gun, i promise you n+ggas in trouble

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