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Letra : Freestyle In LA
F**k the fire, we got grease
It's a Wayne beat
Huh, b*t*h
His name's Pablo
Two thousand for this motherf**kin' Wock' pint
Got it from my oldhead, he get me the stock price
The first time I cooked dope, it didn't lock right
B*t*h pu**y wasn't good, but her top right
Damn, let me take off for a second
B*t*h tried to cut me off, sh*t, I was waitin' for an exit
See, we special with that pot, we had it bangin' off the extras
They was sellin' dope, sh*t, I was maintainin' off the reggies
They say crime pays, but I'm thankin' God for the time changе
I'm Big 6, bangin' on these n***as like LеBron James
A hundred racks for my kit, n***a, what your charm weigh?
A lot of n***as said they gon' ride then turned fake
Sh*t, that's how the game go
Lookin' for a pot of gold, n***a, chase the rainbow
Me and Ri' made some dogsh*t out that Durango
Pop a n***a then went to school, I didn't change clothes
AP on my wrist lookin' like a melted Snicker
Rose gold with the big thou', it's the sickest
I just hit the baddest lil' b*t*h, she the thickest
Her friend was right there sittin' on the couch, she the witness
Sh*t ridiculous
A n***a try to start some sh*t, I'ma end it
.38, no case, no forensics
I want a b*t*h with some money, Oprah Winfrey
Would you believe this sh*t or not like it's Ripley's?
They say it's chicken on the floor, I need a ten-piece
Grease want a Mountain Dew, I want a Simply
Yes, I ate the pu**y up, it was pretty
I'm finna press back on the gas, I took some time off
He came ten dollars short, I took a line off
Today, I'm rockin' no chains, I took the shine off
B*t*h, we blowin' propane, your sh*t be Pine-Sol, I ain't lyin', yall
Let me jump back on this b*t*h and remind y'all
That I'm great with this sh*t, look at my grind, dawg
They came in here lookin' for us, they didn't find y'all
The Ghetto Boyz 'til the day I go and sign off
It's a Wayne beat
Huh, b*t*h
His name's Pablo
Two thousand for this motherf**kin' Wock' pint
Got it from my oldhead, he get me the stock price
The first time I cooked dope, it didn't lock right
B*t*h pu**y wasn't good, but her top right
Damn, let me take off for a second
B*t*h tried to cut me off, sh*t, I was waitin' for an exit
See, we special with that pot, we had it bangin' off the extras
They was sellin' dope, sh*t, I was maintainin' off the reggies
They say crime pays, but I'm thankin' God for the time changе
I'm Big 6, bangin' on these n***as like LеBron James
A hundred racks for my kit, n***a, what your charm weigh?
A lot of n***as said they gon' ride then turned fake
Sh*t, that's how the game go
Lookin' for a pot of gold, n***a, chase the rainbow
Me and Ri' made some dogsh*t out that Durango
Pop a n***a then went to school, I didn't change clothes
AP on my wrist lookin' like a melted Snicker
Rose gold with the big thou', it's the sickest
I just hit the baddest lil' b*t*h, she the thickest
Her friend was right there sittin' on the couch, she the witness
Sh*t ridiculous
A n***a try to start some sh*t, I'ma end it
.38, no case, no forensics
I want a b*t*h with some money, Oprah Winfrey
Would you believe this sh*t or not like it's Ripley's?
They say it's chicken on the floor, I need a ten-piece
Grease want a Mountain Dew, I want a Simply
Yes, I ate the pu**y up, it was pretty
I'm finna press back on the gas, I took some time off
He came ten dollars short, I took a line off
Today, I'm rockin' no chains, I took the shine off
B*t*h, we blowin' propane, your sh*t be Pine-Sol, I ain't lyin', yall
Let me jump back on this b*t*h and remind y'all
That I'm great with this sh*t, look at my grind, dawg
They came in here lookin' for us, they didn't find y'all
The Ghetto Boyz 'til the day I go and sign off
