First Day Out (Freestyle)

Long live G Fuck the peace, nigga Only the E's (yeah, yeah) Ayy, we ride when we sleep, for sure Let's go Ain't no more, "Free Spaz," nigga (go) Ayy (go), the real Spaz, nigga (go) Long live G, long live G Let's go (go), let's go (go) Big ass Glock and it came with a switch (switch) Nigga dissin' on Mac get left in a ditch (get left in a ditch) 7.62 that'll go through the bricks But, I'm bustin' the Glock when I go on a hit I'm smokin' on Ace, gettin' tired of this nigga Tell his big brother, "Come slide for this nigga" Bitch, I'm tryna sin, and this shit here on Christian You fuck with the opps, you can die with them niggas Send my lil' ho, get the drop on them niggas Just like a picture, I'm croppin' a nigga I just came home from a two-year sentence I don't give a fuck, ain't no stoppin' me, nigga Slide on the North and drop me a nigga I'm droppin' yo' sister if that lil' ho with ya Free Draco, 'cause when he get out I'ma slide with a fully and drop the lil' nigga (brrt-brrt, baow) Smoke D Clips, Trap, Red, try to run off, I'ma cut off his legs Loady G, tryin' to put somethin' to bed Opp ho, tryna fuck, so I'm thinkin' ahead Hit her from the back, clutchin' my led Dissin' on Mac? Consider him dead Tryna get some get back for my nigga Fat Fred If I catch Tae Savage, put the Glock in his dreads Smoke Fat Trey, hold up, wait Do we still got some bullets for his brother Tay Tay? (Tay Tay) Smoke four-one, he smoke great If he knew how to drive, he'll be here today Fuck Nino, I'll go to his grave Take his ass out the ground, shoot the rest of his face (bah, bah) Smoke KT for the rest of the day This a two-man pack, can't forget about Dre Smokin' on Melvin, Jackboy too Who the fuck did you Jack? Nigga, Jackboy who? I'm talkin' 'bout Daylin, ain't my work But the pussy-ass boy got whacked at school Fuck Lil Siah, he a pack too Fuck HOG, that's a rat-ass crew Cortez, he a bitch, told 'em, "Fuck Lil Mark," to his face And the pussy boy still ain't shoot (on Matt) Where you niggas at? What is the move? Smoke dude, and dude, I ain't got nothin' to prove Never go snitch, that's the number one rule This shit run in my veins, I ain't tryna be cool He dissin' Lamar, he must be a fool Wet his ass up like he jumped in the pool Tried to run from the Glock There's a switch on the back of this bitch Hear the, "Brrt," knock him out of his shoes We 'bout that action, BTA Opp ho, try me, and get shot in her face I was just locked up, I was MIA Fuck that, I was locked up in a whole 'nother state But, now I'm back out, I got somethin' to say Long live Christian, and my nigga BJ I was locked for some time, bro'nem was slidin' Why the opps keep lyin'? They ain't got no break I'm chasin' this bread, I ain't tryin' to debate You dependin' on faith, I depend on this Drac' All you gotta do is, click, clack, aim, spray Shoot a nigga all in his face Headshot for a nigga sayin, "EBK" (ayy) Catch bodies for free, I ain't gotta get paid Stick a fuck nigga up if he think we gon' trade Lil Rodney on go, try to dig up a grave Let's go (ayy)