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Casanova

Casanova On Funk Flex | #Freestyle051

 

Casanova On Funk Flex | #Freestyle051


Warehouse
It's the Roc
Always be NYC
Let's get it

Heard I'm the hottest in the jail y'all
Tax told me that on a jail call
And he told me something I can't tell y'all
But I [?] straight stunting for the mail call
Heard they putting money on my head
I'ma run up with the Glock, Freddy wop and fake dreads
Early morning on a dark day
Shoot you then perform like Roudy at the Barclays
Pick a side nigga pick a side
Pussy your weakness? Hop onto the bitches side
All my niggas ride, all my niggas ride
All you niggas die, all you niggas die
I see a op and it's bang bang
You see a op it ain't the same thing
Motherfucker it's a gang thing
Free my apes off the chain gang
'Cus I was never supposed to make it
Them chains I was never supposed to take it
Sometimes I wish I gave that shit back
Sometimes I wish I blew his wig back
A couples years, yeah I did that
Yeah a bid, yeah I did that
Nothing more important than the get back
You can't pitch from the dug can you dig that?
I took my bitch back you could dig that
Pussy nigga you a lame, don't forget that
Now I'm speeding in the jet
Rookie but they calling me a vet
How soon do we forget
I was robbing, I was mobbing with the tech
I was wilding for respect
Now I'm in this office and they offering me checks
I lost my daughter to the can
I lost my son to the scams
I should have never let the devil in
I should have never let the devil win
Lord forgive me for my sins
Hope these [?] forgive me for my bids
Hoolie then, I'm a hoolie now
Had high hopes, they tried to shoot 'em down
So I ran up on the ops and tried to shoot 'em down
But I ain't gotta shoot I got some shooters now
The fuck you gon' tell me?
Feeling like Ox with that chopper in Belly
Make sure that chopper gon' chop out your belly
You get in line so then Flex hit my celly like
They are hot right now
Guess what, I got the Glock right now
I swear to God they getting shot right now
Everybody hit the floor
You already know
Flex two times

done

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