Yella Beezy Freestyle | LA Leakers Freestyle #085 lyrics

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LA Leakers


[Verse]
Ay let's get one thing straight
Most of these n*ggas gon' hate, most of these n*ggas be gay
Talkin' on the low, di*k pullin' but 'posed to be straight
And most of these n*ggas be fake but n*gga we straight
I don't wanna n*gga fixin' me plates
I don't wanna speak on a case
But these n*ggas pus*y, talkin' rap sh*ts on a song
'Til the pus*y get shot in his face, these n*ggas cake
Tough talk but these n*ggas shake
Under pressure these n*ggas break
These n*ggas cake, talkin' that internеt talk
When insurance say thesе n*ggas shake
But n*gga Reez n*ggas ape
b*tch you ain't shot now n*gga
b*tch you ain't shot now, pistol
You ain't gon' box now n*gga
Your partna get shot down with ya
And everybody got down with ya
My top down, missin'
You wanna know what's god damn cricket
I'm finna tell you somethin' that's god damn sticky
Anybody that god damn diss me
End up swimming with the fishes, that's god damn chicken
Better stop now b*tches, I ain't got time for these b*tches
It's a big box of lime with these b*tches, I ain't grind with these b*tches
So I won't cry for these b*tches, no I won't cry for these b*tches
Boy stop the ignition, my partna just got out of prison
And ready to body a n*gga, shot him a n*gga
This sh*t obvious n*gga, you don't want problem lil' n*gga
Inside a gorilla, these n*ggas talkin' but whisper
Do you wanna talk about hitters?
If I'm sayin' that I gotta price tag on a n*gga head
I swear to God they gon' get him
Want him dead, him dead, he shot, he shot
Let out, they heard three shots soon as the beat dropped
These n*gga speakin' bout some, f*ck it lets beatbox
Neighborhood, neighborhood, n*gga let the Cs lock
Pull up in a T-top, shot him in the G Shock
Chopper blow his cease out, let them killers creep out
sh*t get wicked so I brought the grim reaps out
Cement a block to his feet, watch his ass sink now
pus*y n*ggas pink now, n*ggas is pus*y
pus*y n*gga can't punk me
God forbid that one of my n*ggas get killed
But they won't need a GoFundMe
Y'all ain't bout that murder talk, my n*ggas murder y'all, ho ho ho
Ain't bout that murder talk, my n*ggas murder y'all
f*ck it, dummy
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