(Intro)
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Freestyle 102, nigga!
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Ha ha, you know what it is,
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I ain't gotta write shit, nigga!
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Real niggas just record, we don¡¯t record
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Making shit up
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(Verse)
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Y'all niggas writing
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That shit ain't exciting
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Don't make me come to your window like lightening
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I'll scare you like thunder
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Shit, what you niggas claimin that you the shit
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My nigga, well I'll just plunge ya
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Fake niggas among you,
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I'm about to cup a Bentley by next summer!
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Excuse me, I cup the Bentley in my ¡®08 summer
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Nigga, ridin round in the Hummer ngga
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Feeling like a soldier, nigga
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Shouts that to all my niggas
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Still up in that, know you nigga
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Free BG, free my nigga Turk
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Turk already out
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We did a song, he put in that work
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Shout out to Mystical, we leave them niggas in critical
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When had yo mammy at the funeral, looking pitiful!
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I'm so on some grimmy shit
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I'm on some gangsta shit
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I'm on some pull up the knife and come to deliver straight up sink your ship
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It's like I got edema
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Ever since I was a senior
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On any given Sunday, feeling like I'm really demon!
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Bitch, I'm about to do my thing
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My niggas in the bank
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I send them nothing but kites and when they come home
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I send them niggas private flights
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I take your girl out to public and give her the proverb, right
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Shit it¡¯s a private night
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You can't hide it, right?
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See when you break out!
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Shout out to the bloggers, all media take out
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Get up off my dick, trying to say I'm engaged
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And I got my ass whipped, nigga
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You're about to get me enraged
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I come straight to your alphas, run up on your bosses
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Fuck the coroner, bring the gravediggers in coffins
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Very often
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I hear you catching slugs
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Like your name was Steve Lodging!
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See, you see hawks like you was from Atlanta
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But no Seattle, we could battle!
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You claim that you are hurt, and nigga where you cattle
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Fuck your Shepard, I ran after your ass like a leopard
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You nigga's amateurs, call Kiki Shepard
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Ah you¡¯ll see us when we squeeze weapons
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Call my nigga stunner, that's my uncle
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Nigga, yes we will poke ya nigga
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Slam dunk ya nigga like we Visco
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Shouts shot to my lil brother, nigga Dr. Carter
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Make your bitch come harder, nigga
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When she give me brains, I feel smarter, nigga
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When it's beef time, y'all niggas be praying that the coppers will come
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Me and my niggas swing by with them coppers, with drums
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See, we pop at your son if you think it's a game
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Me and my niggas don't give a fuck,
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We spend a bit in that range
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Yall niggas talking about yall some shakers
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I can make you peace out, a salam alekum
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What a fuck you're trying to do?
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You came and you're a Muslim
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Me I got do it mommy boy, yeah, I'm hustling
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All I do is spit these lyrics, nigga,
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Leave you in the spirit, nigga
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What are you talking about me and my niggas never fear it, nigga
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It's no hard, nigga!
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Fuck it if a nigga blow the whistle
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I blast a gun, it's no start, nigga!
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False start, nigga!
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We don't play by the rules
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You're fucking wrong,
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We come like handymans we play with the tools
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I'm candy man! Say my name like three times and I'll appear
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With an old gangsta bitch like Pam Greer
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Stunner man, I heard these niggas think it's a game
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They whip game, couldn't even fuck with my kick gamers
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It¡¯s YMCMB, rich game, nigga
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It¡¯s YMCMB, rich game, nigga
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Ya hear me? Like yea yea
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Honey Cocaine, wuddup baby?
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Freestyle 102
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Freestyle 102
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Mack Maine |