LA Freestyle lyrics
by Bloodhound Lil Jeff
[Intro]
(Ayy, M Rider, this sh*t dope)
(Dodo, what's the word?)
All this sh*t free (Baow)
[Verse]
Rollie too free, he sweet, a stain
Know I'm BloodHound, you see the chain (You know that)
Took like five watches and three chains (I did)
He think he safe, know where he stay
We caught him loafin', shot his face
I know two opps ain't graduate
I cross sh*t up, this not 2K (Yeah)
High-speed chase, flyin' down the Lake (Skrrt)
He savin' hoes, got on a cape
I feed her di*k, you give her steak
I'm the type to f*ck first day
You the type to go on a date
Throw out your jewelry if it's fake (I don't want that sh*t)
I see opps, gon' blow my gun (Brrt)
You a b*tch, see opps and run (Ho ass)
Killer man, I'm on the hunt (Yeah)
Don't step on sh*t, they know wе stomp
Glock 19 got a switch and drum (Brrt, brrt)
Treat grown-ass men like thеy my son (Yeah)
We spank ass, turn opps to dust (Yeah)
You play, you lay and get sent up (Yeah)
He ran but tripped, then got f*cked up (Brrt)
Be in the Mil like I'm a Buck
Think sh*t a game, b*tch, try your luck (b*tch)
If you ain't gang, then your ass gettin' took (Yeah)
I treat 12 in the car and on foot (You know that)
Steady screamin' your block, b*tch, f*ck your hood
Don't tote no Glocks, Got Drac' with the wood (Yeah)
If we took your sh*t, get it back in blood
The sh*t I'm doin', n*ggas wish they would (They can't)
Ain't shootin' out cars, chasin' n*ggas on foot (Brrt)
Ain't have no mask, pulled down my hood
When the Drac' go off, everybody gettin' down
You would think it was a bomb by the way the b*tch sound
Ain't nowhere safe, I'll smoke your ass downtown (Brrt)
I'm at Midway, on my way out of town (Brrt)
Rollie on my wrist shine bright (Bling, blaow)
Always on my di*k tryna copy my style
Hit his ass with a TEC, he was movin' too foul (Damn)
Lil Scoom bail out and chase you down (You know that)
OG tellin' me, "Take the safer route" (I can't)
His ass used to be a lame, he a gangster now (Goofy)
Your ass too silly, circus clown
Dump a dog in the Mil and I still got the pound (You know that)
Too quick to hop out and chase you down
Glock with a switch hold fifty rounds (Grrt, grrt)
You on the ground
You doin' all that trollin', now I don't hear a sound (I don't)
Just got another Rollie, took another n*gga down (I need it)
Know I'm too lit, I'm the hottest in the town (Hottest)
If I catch a hundred B's, then I'm movin' out of town
I'm in Cali recordin' right now (Right now)
You n*ggas so broke, y'all ass out of style (Grrt, baow)
Knock 'em out of bounds