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MAD DOG FREESTYLE
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Hey, hey, bullet to his temple, no Shirly Riding 'round town, on the block doing whirlies Keep me a strong-arm, chopper soberly I don't want her if she act too girly She don't touch up on my hair 'cause it's curly F**k on that b*t*h, and then give her a swirly I think I nut in that b*t*h too early But I'm protected Keep a Trojan, hope it isn't defective Chopper sinned, it follows arm got extensions I hate women they ain't getting respected, nah, nah, nah All women thots, except for my mom Hate n***as too 'cause my daddy is gone Modern Warfarе, I'mma shoot up the spawn When I'm in Philly, pull up with the John Shе want the D, so I pull out my John Cut to the green like I'm mowing the lawn New fit clean, just topped out my pawn Round with the catching, he look like a Pokemon I'm on the way, they don't know 'bout the bottom on Walking the path, they don't know 'bout the road I'm on Midsummer king, man, I'm feeling like Oberon Feel like I'm Deku, how I'm finna Go Beyond They tryna bite what I write like a bad dog (That n***a ate my homework) I just stay mean, mugging n***as like Mad Dog (Get out the way b*t*h) Think this is heat? Check out the back log (I got some fire) Keep me a stick like I played for the Black Dog They call me cool 'cause they know I'mma cash cop Used to be broke, but I'm getting cash now I'mma stay itching like I got a rash now If you want smoke, then that blunt getting past 'round My chopper keep singing, It might be an American Idol My hundreds they blue, but they ain't no rival N***as said dripping, they switching like Micheal N***as be switching, they clearing more gangs than chugs When I bust a rhyme it get dangerous They say b*t*hes calling, I hang it up I call up my DJ, they make it cut That thicken amount just to make it hush I ain't uber her home, she take the bus I'm throwing that cash, she rake it up I ain't ran a bar like thirteen gauge I hold the shots missed, you ain't worth these strays He got a new bit on the curb he lay I let him decompose, in the Earth he stay Ok, Ok, yuh, yuh You can't rap like this See the trash I spit, and the a** I get, you can't laugh like this (Ok, Ok) Wanna live like me, you can have my fit, I even pa** my kicks (Ok, Ok) Let you have my sh*t, let you have my cliques, still can't rap like this She call me dimple, I'm calling her join us, and mixed with a hazard Hard body n***a, I'm like Kevin Levin Chopper beside me, it send them to heaven He eating this .9, so I'm calling him seven What the f**k? This sh*t was so f**king trash. Why the f**k do I make such bad music? F**k it, I'm out
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