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Out West Freestyle
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BlocBoy JB
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on the track Yo [?], ye, go looking, go looking, ye Racks to my, ah Nah, I can't start like that, damn (Huh) Wow, wow Here we going (Wow) Don't stop Huh, ye, huh Racks to my head, you got two dollars I just copped me a new mini Draco for the new problems No Biggie but they don't know who shot 'em My shirt Michael Jordan, it's sick with the flu collar I'm Crip, don't you question my set, b*t*h, I'm too proper Grape is the set, I eat steak, I don't do lobster I ain't with the wrestling, my name ain't Umaga Put that 9 to his back, turn that boy into Ibaka Put some time on yo death, call that G-Shocker Order my shoes, can't buy 'em from FootLocker He a snitch in the hood, he the neighborhood watchers Got some Crips in the hood, that's some neighborhood problems Show no love in the hood, we will body a (b*t*h) Used to wear Nautica Hollister (sh*t) Back in them days them b*t*hes wouldn't hollala Check my Instagram, two million of the followers Add it up, couple million of the dollalas But still 'til this day see my opp, I'ma pop 'em We don't miss with them sticks, we don't play 'bout our problems Last n***a played with the block, we done dropped 'em I wouldn't the type to play Coppers & Robbers I robbed with the robbers Fought and shot guns to resolve all my problems Never shook hands with the opps, if we did then the next day we shot 'em Cripping out West, Cripping out West I just smoke a blunt, I don't do the Percocets Pass my lil' homie the 50, he gon' come and chop yo neck He shot a n***a in the neck up on a Next and said: What's next Yeah, I used to ride a next, now I ride a Mongoose 1942, used to sip that Gin juice You know it's f**k 12 even when they let my mans loose I used to have nothing, now I'm smoking in a Benz coupe Cripping out West, huh, Cripping out West, huh Cripping, Cri-Cripping, Cri-Cripping, Cripping out West, huh Cripping out West, huh, Cripping out West, huh Cripping, Cri-Cripping, Cri-Cripping, Cripping out West, huh I just shot a n***a 'cause a n***a dissed the set VVS diamonds up on my wrist and on my neck What time it is? I'm shining so my timing really wet Been in shootouts all my life and ain't a n***a killed me yet That's a bet, send yo dogs and I'm like fetch Threw a bullet and I hit 'em perfect catch (Randy Moss) I'm getting paid, that's nothing less And you the type n***a to beef 'bout a b*t*h And I'm a one hundred ass n***a, I ride for my gang 'til this day and I will never switch (Ooh) Damn Man, I ain't gon' lie, fool, I ain't drinkin' no more, I'm on strike
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