FreeStyle Debut

Duration

1:48

Genres

Hip-Hop

Description

Lyrics

You aint gotta work in the kitchen to be washing them dishes, or have a bunch of dem bitches just to say that you pimpin// See a native like me, only do how I'm living, aint gotta prove how I'm living I just do what you wishing// I make moves with precision buck da tools with persistence, yea we setting up shop and if you talk you go missing// I send em off like a mission tell them suckas go fishing and if you in with the Fed's don’t let me find out you snitching// Cause I'm a do what it do, when they send me to get ya, you know you moving too fast buts its ok cause I'm quicker// I'm already up at the crib Louie told me to hit ya, on ya way with the brick while I'm tying ya bitch up// you out there posing for pictures while I’m up in ya kitchen, I hope you make it home quick and leave ya kids at ya sisters// I'd rather make em just miss ya instead of taking them with ya, but if I have to I'm a start with the youngest, and lay em wit ya// Told ya from the start these goons aint gon be playing wit ya, here to collect, clear ya debt now I gotta killa ya// fucking wit my money you playing with my emotions, an if you think you gon make it out, you smoking// guns drawn teeth out we fighting with them full clips, 40 cal. beefed out aint talking bout that bull shit// we run it like a train the tracks be on they veins, on point just like a needle these bullets get at they brains// they talking I'm so insane I'm walking it so deranged got them alligator choppaz wit them clips, gator-aid// fuck it leave em hollow like tips, plenty paid, pulling on the trigger I'm quicker an got a steady aim, money in the picture and mister you got a renegade// split em like a swisher an hit um up till they fade away, leave they brains beaten like bass! 808's// Stick em for they bread an burn em just like a toaster, homie you do it big we fucking you just like opra, money up to my shins, get it how I'm suppost ta, an never talk about it like lacostra nostra//