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the gameface of laThought I'd leave you niggaz with a little somethin' to play with,While I finish my fuckin' album,Everybody wanna know when the fuck MY album comin' out-Wheneva the fuck I drop it-Wait-
Here to breakdown, before I tell y'all who I be I gotta say "Proof-RIP"-That's for EmThe 40 Ounce spillin', that's for him, I got the system in the Bentley on blast for himI go banannas like plastic Timbs, and my lyrics go over niggaz heads like a new Era BrimAnd I bang like a new era brim-Translation, a Brim is a Blood, like me 'n Mac 10Any nigga want the drama, I'll reach for the Mac 10Make ya fitted cap spin 'till it peeled back skinEasy baby, you don't want it, belive me baby (yeah) like Jeezy, babyLA on my face,the logo from the Dodger Brim, I'm the Face Of LA, you gon' see a lot'a himThe niggaz behind me, you gon' see a lot of them, enough niggaz to fill up every room in the Romada InnA&R's at the label, like "Not Again" every time we put a nigga out, Game slaughta themCatch 'em out in the alley, what you gon' do without ya man?Feel like I'm Bishop, standin' over RadamansYou niggaz is bitches, throwin' rocks then hide ya hands 'till i chew ya ass up like Flinstones vitaminsI smell pussy somebody let the cats looseI'm the drama king you think I found PapooseWho's next to put on the rat suit? I fuck 'em Doggy Style, you can ask SnoopWhile I bump this Mobb Deep in this Cadillac Coupe, ha! ha!, naw I really like Track Number 2So I put a 100 Bars on it, you couldn't make my freestyle whack if you went and put Cheko Debarge on itI'm so hard homie, I swear to GOD homie, 50 Cent has still bet his fuckin' black card on meBe cool, cuzz when the heat's drew, them hollow tips'll fuck up ya stomach, like sea foodMy niggaz hungry-When they look at you, they see foodGive it up, or I see you, in the ICU with a bed, and some IV's tooNurse be teachin' yo ass how to chewFuck this rap shit nigga, I got a shoe-Next color on the shelf is North Carolina BlueI'm gettin' married, she from North Carolina tooBut you won't catch me in that North Carolina blueIf you see me in Raleigh, just slidin' through, throw ya rags in the air like North Carolinian's doBefore you run up, think about what you tryin'a do, cuzz the 12 Gauge eat niggaz up like Pirahnna foodOn my son I push ya head backwords cuzz I neva eva eva be the next dead rapperI'd rather be alive pushin' some 2008 shit, cuzz you gotta be dead in a box to be somebody's favoriteI ain't sayin' I'm 'bout to go where Ma$e went, but you won't find me upside down on the pavementI'm behind the desk, on some J shit, some niggaz don't want me to shine-Can you say Snitch?BlackWallstreet niggaz hop out 'n spray shit, AK spit, get that Maybach a faceliftNow back to the basics, my flow is so amazing if this was '88 and I could rap I'd weigh you out like AasicsWear you out like them ugly ass babe shitsFunny ass jackets got the hood on some gay shitThem look like Nike's with stars on 'em, face it the whole world blind, everybody on that Ray shitRoll a blunt 'n get higha than a spaceship, touch the sky, nigga i'm on that Kanye shitBack in the day, I used to bump Jazzo, run up on you take ya money and ya skateboard, I was an assholeNow I blast 4, leave him on his grass swole, kickin' 'n pushin' like Lupe FiascoI got a jab like Flo, even Zab know, try to play the Game get punched out like blast joeHip Hop cops on my dick, hit the Ave slowMad cuzz I get love in New York, like DamashioBrooklyn niggaz say my flow nuts like PastaschioSee me in the 6'4 and wonder why the ass is lowI got them bricks in it, that real Yayo, that Tony Montana drop the shit off to PedroI buy guns by the tons, bullets by the caseload, we could find Osama when I say soI got niggaz flyin' in from San Deigo, that'a smoke ya town 'n turn it into WacoCome through, give ya whole hood a makeover, sit on ya block in a bulletproof Range RovaMake you Fade To Black, and I ain't Hova-Think about that next time you say the game ova
outro-You know I usually talk a lotta shit at the end of my muthafuckin freestyles, but ain't nobody else left to beef with-won
Here to breakdown, before I tell y'all who I be I gotta say "Proof-RIP"-That's for EmThe 40 Ounce spillin', that's for him, I got the system in the Bentley on blast for himI go banannas like plastic Timbs, and my lyrics go over niggaz heads like a new Era BrimAnd I bang like a new era brim-Translation, a Brim is a Blood, like me 'n Mac 10Any nigga want the drama, I'll reach for the Mac 10Make ya fitted cap spin 'till it peeled back skinEasy baby, you don't want it, belive me baby (yeah) like Jeezy, babyLA on my face,the logo from the Dodger Brim, I'm the Face Of LA, you gon' see a lot'a himThe niggaz behind me, you gon' see a lot of them, enough niggaz to fill up every room in the Romada InnA&R's at the label, like "Not Again" every time we put a nigga out, Game slaughta themCatch 'em out in the alley, what you gon' do without ya man?Feel like I'm Bishop, standin' over RadamansYou niggaz is bitches, throwin' rocks then hide ya hands 'till i chew ya ass up like Flinstones vitaminsI smell pussy somebody let the cats looseI'm the drama king you think I found PapooseWho's next to put on the rat suit? I fuck 'em Doggy Style, you can ask SnoopWhile I bump this Mobb Deep in this Cadillac Coupe, ha! ha!, naw I really like Track Number 2So I put a 100 Bars on it, you couldn't make my freestyle whack if you went and put Cheko Debarge on itI'm so hard homie, I swear to GOD homie, 50 Cent has still bet his fuckin' black card on meBe cool, cuzz when the heat's drew, them hollow tips'll fuck up ya stomach, like sea foodMy niggaz hungry-When they look at you, they see foodGive it up, or I see you, in the ICU with a bed, and some IV's tooNurse be teachin' yo ass how to chewFuck this rap shit nigga, I got a shoe-Next color on the shelf is North Carolina BlueI'm gettin' married, she from North Carolina tooBut you won't catch me in that North Carolina blueIf you see me in Raleigh, just slidin' through, throw ya rags in the air like North Carolinian's doBefore you run up, think about what you tryin'a do, cuzz the 12 Gauge eat niggaz up like Pirahnna foodOn my son I push ya head backwords cuzz I neva eva eva be the next dead rapperI'd rather be alive pushin' some 2008 shit, cuzz you gotta be dead in a box to be somebody's favoriteI ain't sayin' I'm 'bout to go where Ma$e went, but you won't find me upside down on the pavementI'm behind the desk, on some J shit, some niggaz don't want me to shine-Can you say Snitch?BlackWallstreet niggaz hop out 'n spray shit, AK spit, get that Maybach a faceliftNow back to the basics, my flow is so amazing if this was '88 and I could rap I'd weigh you out like AasicsWear you out like them ugly ass babe shitsFunny ass jackets got the hood on some gay shitThem look like Nike's with stars on 'em, face it the whole world blind, everybody on that Ray shitRoll a blunt 'n get higha than a spaceship, touch the sky, nigga i'm on that Kanye shitBack in the day, I used to bump Jazzo, run up on you take ya money and ya skateboard, I was an assholeNow I blast 4, leave him on his grass swole, kickin' 'n pushin' like Lupe FiascoI got a jab like Flo, even Zab know, try to play the Game get punched out like blast joeHip Hop cops on my dick, hit the Ave slowMad cuzz I get love in New York, like DamashioBrooklyn niggaz say my flow nuts like PastaschioSee me in the 6'4 and wonder why the ass is lowI got them bricks in it, that real Yayo, that Tony Montana drop the shit off to PedroI buy guns by the tons, bullets by the caseload, we could find Osama when I say soI got niggaz flyin' in from San Deigo, that'a smoke ya town 'n turn it into WacoCome through, give ya whole hood a makeover, sit on ya block in a bulletproof Range RovaMake you Fade To Black, and I ain't Hova-Think about that next time you say the game ova
outro-You know I usually talk a lotta shit at the end of my muthafuckin freestyles, but ain't nobody else left to beef with-won
