Cadabra Freestyle

O-way or no way, you know the ting already (you know) Fuck the other side (gang) I bust my gun, don't think 'bout karma Think 'bout that after I lean wit' it (lean wit' it) Tryna hit that target (gang) Anyone I see I recognise, I'ma blast his rarted He thought he was the only one that had it when he blasted 'Til the mandem barked it Send corn, half the mandem are likkle boys Not even half are man (not even half are man) We don't wanna talk, manaman are just talkin' (talkin') We're not into this talkin' ting, grab machine on this walkin' ting Treat waps like gyal in this clartin' ting Who put the "Oosh" in "Whoosh" and the "M" in "Muhh" And the "W" in "Wee-wee-wee, wee"? What you wan' call it? (what you wan' call it?) It don't matter, any corn that we slap 'round there Know boy definitely be fallin' Slap two in him, make him think God definitely be callin' him It's us never them in this warring ting They don't want energy, tryna corn that prick (never them) Corn for a frenemy, I don't trust that shit Got 'nuff enemies and we scare them pricks There's no enemy if I stay with stick (gang) If I, If I stay with the stick (grr) If I stay with it and lean with it Dunkirk, Broadwater, N17, man be with it The ding-dong got lifted after bap, bap, bap, bap Hope I never got seen in it You get me? (you know) Real life in this ting, fam, trust me (grr) Knee deep (bap), you know Free the whole of the O man O to the death of me, you know O-way or no way (grr), gang When man creep up Mind your head back, ease up We send corn like delivering pizza I don't wanna hear, "Philly don't dance" Cah I made Philly dance when I slapped that nina Made man trip up and push their friend Tryna bust that corn now, why you so eager? (gang) I got my broski's back when I grab this mash cah I'm his keeper We take trips when we feel like (gang) They don't touch none of my G's (none) We slap, bang when we feel like it Strap up and go ride when we feel like it (sure) "What you feelin' like?", don't ask me why we feel like this Them man, they talk tough When we hear it about We go 'round enough and air out pricks (on gang) I swear my man was cool, how's he entertaining this now? He's another nigga we ain't playin' with When my niggas catch him, he better stay where he is (baow) He ain't even gotta say what it is Wherever he is, he better pray where he is Better have a pillow and a duvet where he is Anywhere we see him, he gotta lay where he is Man's dangerous, slap man, spontaneous (anywhere) This badness ain't contagious Been 'round bare pricks and they're still the same to us (you know) It weren't never 'bout the fame for us (nah) Them man have always had a name to rarse Make money, live life is the aim for us Don't stop 'til the G's all papered up (Philly G) I just take it, load it and send it there I don't show gyal, that's where they're on (I don't) And I always got a change of clothes in my car Just open my boot, put my gear on More time, I've got offensive weapons on me So the Metropolitan's what I'm scared of (fucking jakes) I just rise it, dump it, skrrr off Who wants to drop next? (who?) Hand on my heart, they're wet (hand on my heart) I swear it gets me vexed the way they chat On the net like none of them's dead (haha) None of my bros-dem take cheque (none of them) As for opps, they ride and get drenched (gang) Last ride out really went left Made 'em crash their cars on the back hill, stress (pussies) Lucky none of them dead that day (ah) Whoever we caught woulda dead that day (ah) Have you ever watched Rambo? I heard DV and Big A got cheffed that way (whoosh) And I don't wanna hear no chat about yout's Sippin' lean on the strip, we done swept that place Just to show that we hate that place, wait How many times did we take that place? Long live Josh, bro swung his knife You can go ask Swiper (long live Josh) Free all the lifers (free all the lifers) Fuck the niners Best do the dash like Turner Get bun like Jojo and get write off (gang) I see man screaming out, "Out 'til late" But his hand didn't work, just sign off (pussy), gang How many times did the strip get clean up? (grr) With a broom, got sweep up I'm on the opp block district with a Big ting, tryna bun a next eediat (gang) We're delivering corn You could never respawn, tryna run when they see us (run) Don't slip, bro, you best keep up My head's hot, tryna leave a man steam up Swing that, dig it and turn it (whoosh) Go spin that dinger, reverse it Who's that? Slap that, burst him (baow) 'Nuff man woulda got corn up that day If the wap did never stop workin' (minor) Minor, we're still purgin' (ha) Tryna bill a next opp and curl him (AB) You know (grr, bap, bap, bap) O-way, you know the ting already (I love Chris Rich)