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Legited Freestyle

 

Legited Freestyle

(album: Introversion - 2015)


None of my bitches ain't shit
Gun in my britches and one of you niggas can get it
But really I'm wheeling and dealing
I do the digits with mids (Trash Bag Gang)
Yeah I said that right
My office is always the kitchen
I'm a big dog you little bitch
You kidding (kitten), pussy
That pistol stay with me fucking right I'm a hood nigga
And I write good but if a pussy play with me, well, (nigga fuck your favorite DJ)
That pistol stay with me fucking right I'm a hood nigga
And I write good but if a pussy play with me well then it's good riddance
Sauce dripping on my Scottie Pippens feel like I'm walking on air
Meant to say Balenciagas got a lot of 'em I just bought 4 pair

I said I'm so I'm so so I'm so player I got pimp with me pink with me and they
Lit like a role flair I got your bitch with me triple tripping she wants me to go bare
I tie my J's up tight as shit and kick the bitch out my hotel
This shit just flew the coop
I got my eyes on a newest coupe
Made a snowman said trip God damn I don't know a nigga as cool as you
I'm bout my cake like a Susie Q
I'm at Benihana chilling with a Lucy Liu
Me and Craig like Dre and Snoop
We prolly got codeine in the gin and juice

They pretending to and we been the truth
Put that on a pin from Houston
Part of me poured out
Man my uncle Bun B said go hard
You know it's UGK for life, right?
That mean I'm underground til I'm underground
Just come from dumpin off a bunch of pounds
In a country town hundred thousand coming monthly now

Your jungle my stomping grounds school of hard knocks
You can probably find your bitch in the lost and found
Find out the check there I'm the that bitch with bells on
All my shit legitted and I'm still scared to use my cell phone
Niggas ain't playing fair these niggas plain fed

If you scared say you scared you better off playing dead
Still wear some brand names I say you're brain dead
Save your damn change yeah you're better off saving it
I feel like fuck shoppin triple up the profit
Arizona got a real socket
Splash time touchdown with the Houston Rockets
And I'm pulling up on anybody
Killakal what it is nigga
Paul Wall what it do fool
Bun B those words were encouragement
Really meant the world to me
And for that I salute you
Propane young nigga don't change
Dope game and it really don't change
Discretion used to be mandatory
Nowadays they show them everything (tell em everything)
Rap game done got a little strange
Everybody got beef with everybody
Nobody wanna say nobody name
Fuck that might as well show love
I stay to myself cause that's who I trust
Sometimes look in the mirror say fuck it and go and make music on behalf of the drugs

done

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