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Текст песни «Freestyle (Track 12)» от Boss Hogg Outlawz

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Boss Hogg Outlawz - "Freestyle (Track 12)"

Lyrics to Freestyle (Track 12) : [talking] Killa nigga, (run it) hey [Kyleon] Who you know rap fresher than Killa, realer for static Wherever we go, he know where Im lyrically at But its a bunch of niggaz, trying to act like they bad They must be out of they mind, if they think that mad They say they freestyling, knowing damn well they wrote that shit I done heard it all befo, I can quote that shit I dont sell drinks, Killa keep bars fully stocked I got raps for weeks, bitch I keep bars fully cocked I dont mean to be arrogant, or be a bullet popper Do you really think they can see this bullet, not These niggaz done lost they mind, confusing themselves Cause they not amusing me, they amusing themselves Im the reason, a lot of rappers is losing themselves Ask em who the best rapper is, they need to quit choosing themselves Im fin to start shooting slugs, and start using them shells Put a pallet to that ass, and start bruising them tails You better go ask cats, about that proven fact Try to contest Kyleon, you lose the match Even when I give em a life, they still lose the match Get it they lost they sparkle, they didnt use the match Im so far ahead of myself, Im the dude to catch Cause I stay consistent, what with it you dudes expect I bet now Im the dude, that these dudes respect Cause they know Kyleon flow, is huge as techs Tell me who you know, flow as huge as that But Ima keep that to myself, Ima just conclude with that Killa nigga, dont make cock the pump and (blow it out your ass) [Slim Thug] Nigga please, the world aint seen too many mes I dont think the Lord created, a lot of these Gs Broke niggaz say they dont like me, all I talk about is cash Or how I ride around on glass, well (blow it out your ass) Ima underground legend, the best of the best Thats why when you see Slim, he live way better than the rest Compare your favorite independent rapper, put him to the test You think that cat could fuck with me, (blow it out your ass) I made niggaz get on they hustle, step up they game They saw the rocks in the lock, and had to step up they change I put the North on the map, when the South was running thangs And yall think yall fucking with me, (blow it out your ass) I showed you niggaz how to ball, yall was looking like dummies Let yall know what was cool, when yall use to dress funny Slim the reason, you niggaz know undergrounds make money And yall try to take it away from me, (blow it out your ass) I speak the truth, while these other rappers tell they tales I keep it gangsta, and dont make love songs to sell Major labels say Im unsignable, Im like oh well You wanna give me a quarter mill, (blow it out your ass) [PJ] I hustle and take bread, move and shake FEDs Soon as I stack my chips, Im flossing and turning heads Hoes I dont trust, mind on stacking bucks You mad Im coming up, well (blow it out your ass) PJ Im back, gripping and ripping tracks Crucifying these haters, till and collecting stacks Dog Im too thoed, my mouth piece is cold You want me to fold, well (blow it out your ass) Hoes they gon bop, when I pop up on dots Niggaz gon start hating, and haters they getting shot Motherfuck the cops, I do what I feel You talking down cause Im real, well (blow it out your ass) Im climbing up the hill, my time has come Yo Im never ever slipping, hoe I sleep with my gun Wanna see you niggaz face, when I pull up on glass PJ, you dont like me bitch (blow it out your ass) I go with real spitters, like Slim and Killa Sir Daily and Lil Mel, money hungry for scrilla Chris Ward and Rayface, thats my team You mad we getting green, well (blow it out your ass) [ Freestyle (Track 12) Lyrics ]

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