A9 Freestyle

Yo Charlie, I like this one If the jakes 'dem know that a man's on crud, that's calm I couldn't give a toss but my marge's gonna hear this song I don't really wanna talk 'bout the pain we've caused Yeah, fake like taxi Boy you know I bang for my bros Like porn, when I let that buss Remember that day when Was fighting for his life on the block That was done by us If I get vexed like Hulk, trust me I'll bang for my Bruce, no Banner We don't want wahala, me and my bros, we step with .34s like Tala Yo, see him like Mata, open his matter, put him in thе sky no NASA Then it's back to the trap, flip thesе bags, move this food like Asda Didn't know how to trap So I asked big bro, what'd you know about that? Bro, buss me a pack and I shot that fast Now I'm sitting on a couple of bags I did stroll to a trap and I mish and mash, yeah You know man loves that cash I get it gone like flash So it's straight up cash when I'm out here shottin' these packs If I shake this pure, aim right for your chest This ain't a love story, no no, but you can get got like Juliet We get round there again and again That's round and round like a Pirouette I roll with my dogs, no Dukey, get the job done like Johnny Test Man I still make a big man hop that fence Would [?] these packs, but the feds on him But I guess he'll figure like Tommy Put weight on scales when I'm stuck in the T Now I got brown in the bowl like Bobby Need me a rider One that can hold this D and hang out the ride, like Bunny Can't lie, they ain't never touched nobody Best protect your chest like a Joni In the field like Matić, Nike jacket, do it like Soulja, crank it I got loud in jackets, pebs all packaged, do it for real, no acting Work rate fantastic, real, not plastic My side known for the crashing Not 21 but I'm still a savage, the packs gone like magic They wan' come step to a nigga like me, oh please Then come to the D-town block, don't slip, don't slip Like Stevie G, bro can't you see Man I got P to the S, my G, I'm upfront like Icardi Like, how can I beef these guys? Just disappear like Houdini Do it like Drake when I jump man, jump man Make a man jump, let it beat like Dre Say no words like Dave, just pull up and burn a boy Make a man say 'ye' Even since Rex got, got on his block Them niggas don't slide from the B to the A We slide from the A to the B on smoke Tryna get 3K, like the KKK Don't do it for the net If we did it for the net then, we bring Kobe on a glide I only trust my guys, my bros My slime, have time for you man switch sides If they slide round here, then it's back we slide Clutch and brake, let's ride I gotta' to pray to the Lord Please blind their eyes, bare man tryna take my shine