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Dead Presidents Freestyle I'm from that, that era ni***, that That crack era you know what I'm sayin' Like niggas that Niggas that come from like you know 1 maybe, maybe, maybe 2 pair of shoes for the whole school year ni*** You kno'm sayin' ni*** Freddie Gordy, Freddie Kane, ni*** Choppin' corners on the blade ni*** Vvs' in the chain ni*** Ever since I got a name ni*** Mexicanos and Italianos I'm a mafioso I'm a made ni*** Coke and Rezzy on the plane ni*** Ever since I got a name ni*** Ever since I can't remember I been round them dealers, addicts and the alcoholics See some niggas get addicted to this ballin' Hear my niggas flushed the heroine down the toilet For them new hundreds in a ni*** wallet Gonna shoot something don't get a ni*** started Gotta screw lose don't wanna catch a body Chopper big as a tank boy I guess I'm bout it bout it Yeah, ni*** flex, get wet, that's how shit goes When niggas player hate me like some hoes Fuck the fame I just want my paper stackin' Sex for breakfast get head up in the mansion Fuck your bitch in the set she gave me action Keep a Glock on my hip I'm never lackin' Keep a line on that pack I'm never lackin' Fuck your bitch different day she gave me action I pulled up in that Porsche for they reaction Living like a ni*** that ain't never had nothin' Cociana a pound got a ni*** never pass up Chop it on a table let a ni*** bag up Rollin' with some niggas that ain't scared to mask up I be in the places where they fire that glass up Bout to watch a geeker ni*** smoke his last up Stomach bout to turn but I gotta man up Crack smoke fill the room while I'm countin' cash up Feeling like I'm Tony while I'm countin' cash up Used to be a ni*** that a bitch'd pass up Nigga feelin' evident, got passion in this rappin, so A ni*** feel a way when he ain't on the line up A ni*** feel a way when he ain't on the playlist And if you feel a way they say you on some lame shit A ni*** supposed to feel like he's the coldest ni*** walking Bitch I got it out the mud I got it out the pavement My hoes got special arrangements In the beginning the picture get painted We having fun f*** off get faded If you ain't with it you'll lay with the lame niggas Two to the brain ni*** Two to the brain ni*** (Pop Pop) That's what it take to take me out I rob that ice out that house I'm cool in the game ni*** Two to the brain ni*** Two to the brain ni*** Just caught El Chapo Cause he was tryna get on camera chasing the fame ni*** He probably gon' break out in a coupla days ni*** And if he do then hit me I'm tryna get paid witchu It's crazy how this drug shit really done raised niggas It's hard to keep the niggas that came in the game witchu It's crazy how this drug shit really done raised niggas It's hard to keep the niggas that came in the game witchu I got a package touch in a couple of days ni*** Say 'Freddie hit my line cause I'm tryna get paid witchu' yeah Yeah I'll be blowin' the dope smoke I'm blowin' up both coasts I'll be blowin' the dope smoke I'm blowing up both coasts Yeah Yeah I'll be blowin' the dope smoke The niggas be loco (_______________??_______________) (_______________??_______________) Yeah I'll be blowing the dope smoke I'm blowing up both coasts I'll be blowin' the dope smoke The niggas be loco (_______________??_______________) Yeah Yeah I'll be blowin' the dope smoke (_______________??_______________) (_______________??_______________) (_______________??_______________) Yeah
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