Kokamoe Freestyle

Lackin' with the clip We dump it off like we run Montavit Sorry homie you know we not friends It's all for politics Politics, never get to see who really runnin' shit Now you know who runnin' shit You rappers on punishment Popping dog niggas they be lyin' on their brother dick Everybody scared of "Lil' Linky", man it's evident Feeling like 50 way back in '03, aw geez Talkin' 'bout goddamn, they on some other shit 3-0 why I'm screamin' 4-4 on my Louis shit Poppin' tags, I buy the Mo', niggas on their dummy shit Uh-uh, see I say no, so I don't know Black and yellow goose with the boots and the jumpsuit 3 shot, a nigga had the go-go last week We don't really care who got shot last week Runnin' up the meter, plug a villain bumpin' me Coastin' past shit, you don't want no problems with a G Big Sig, big jig, I'm the gang of the streets I never had to struggle when gangs in a beef Always ten toes so it's hard to defeat And trust me nigga, I been looking hard for a beat, huh He ain't rap this hard in a long time U-Street, poppin' off, Vita do's and nines Muslim homies always saying wallahi to the guy I'm alive, been addicted to the power, ain't gon' lie, yo Ain't no fear, I'm never well and put a shell up in yo Ain't no tellin' when we do it, we just shoot and get ya Got a bad thing, her name LaLa Ask why, with them tatas keep my mouth wide, uh Northside bumpin' "Norf Norf" what a day When I was a baby I was wildin; for respect You gon' get your head bust fuckin' with the set Fuck around here and talk crazy, you get wet We ran so many niggas outta here Wonder why young Linky never had a fear Say it once, say it twice You gon' get a piece Anybody ever ask what happened with the bitch Runnin' from police, they almost had me when I steal Ran, went back I almost started selling then 'Round the same time bumpin' T.I. versitile I ain't know who went harder, made me wanna sell a brick Now we in the game enough so busy from the bank Niggas look to you like damn dog, look where you came I don't give a fuck about shit, man yeah I changed And let your niggas style and I need my fuckin' change DMV nigga, hunnid niggas under ya Lackin', lackin', lackin' Lackin' with my peers Rappin' ass nigga, but I'm quiet when I'm here I'm always plottin' on a bitch Pretend I'm plottin' on my fears We don't need no attacks from the boys We just need, run scared from "the boys" We don't wanna fall in love by the boys So I just get the lil' reap drilling with the boys I don't know, oh no I don't know, oh no I don't know, oh no I don't know, oh no (Trigger has no heart, baby) I don't know, oh, no I don't know, oh, no (Trigger has no heart, baby) I don't know, oh, no I don't know, oh, no (Trigger has no heart, baby) (Trigger never had no heart, baby) (Trigger has no heart, baby) I don't know, oh, no I don't know, oh, no (Trigger has no heart, baby) I don't know, oh, no I don't know, oh, no (Trigger has no heart, baby) (Trigger never had no heart, baby) (Trigger has no heart, baby) I don't know, oh, no I don't know, oh, no (Trigger has no heart, baby) I don't know, oh, no I don't know, oh, no (Trigger has no heart, baby) (Trigger never had no heart, baby)