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rob vicious - freestyle lyrics

freestyle lyrics
[intro]
stuntman
aye rob, i think the feds is listenin’

[verse]
you ain’t talkin money lil’ baby don’t wanna hear it
probably catch me on the tint, burnin’ rubber when i be steerin’
i could never tell my mom ’bout the voices that i been hearin’
and if it ain’t a dollar y’all never see me near it
most these n_ggas hoes, they just for show, they livin’ a gimmick
gotta stay ten toes, live by the code, and not some lyrics
if them n_ggas speakin’ on your name you better clear it
he was speakin’ on the gang, now he sleep with the spirits
got the devil in my ear, we face to face in the mirror (aye)
n_gga glock nines, 40’s, ak’s up in here
give a f_ck ’bout some [] cuz imma really take it there
why these n_ggas lyin’? it’s okay to be a square
n_ggas showin’ signs, and i ain’t blind, i’m aware
the other side dyin’, fine, i don’t care
get popped like tires, and we slide, ain’t talkin’ spares
and if he ain’t shoot the fire off when he died, i don’t care
they the reason n_ggas havin’ nightmares
hoe sh_t, we ain’t never let it fly here
and these broke b_tches always talkin’ ’bout it’s my year
money on my face baby i don’t cry tears
n_ggas be sp_ceship when i see buzz lightyear
i don’t trust nothin’, i got a gun right here
light b_tch, not basic, i could f_ck right here
lil’ lightskin baby, she like to suck it when i stare
aye, lil’ thick b_tch, she talkin’ money, trap []
and imma hit her soon, i get the sh_t i need
hit her from the back, i got her screamin’ daddy please
aye, b_tch i’m that n_gga guaranteed
lil’ [] b_tch, think that imma []
still suckin’ d_ck, why this b_tch a pair of knees
aye, bowlin’ in these jordan 23’s
i need money, i need weed, and a fifth of hennessy
n_ggas scared to rob with they metal, i can’t f_ck with that
he done sold his soul to the devil, now he want it back
traplantic mode, i came in this b_tch with a hunnid pack
hold on, dead homies, gotta run that back
n_ggas scared to rob with they metal, i can’t f_ck with that
he done sold his soul to the devil, now he want it back
traplantic mode, i came in this b_tch with a hunnid pack
aye, pass me the pole, i make this b_tch have a heart attack
[outro]
aye rob, i think the feds is listenin’
f_cked around and started that
f_cked up, i won’t never get my daughters back
stuntman
why they keep tellin’ me i fell off, this where i started at
swear to be me instead of adam if i can get him back
swear to god i’m tired of losin’ friends man, this sh_t whack
twenty bands, fifty bands, hunnid bands, did that

- rob vicious lyrics

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