this is a freestyle.......
i get riggy diggy raw when it's time to get...yo many koreans bein all that I can be an' put down on thirty keys and get the fleein', light up a treein'...turned nuns to earths-whoopi, she at allah school...aye yo you said I had fly ankles...yo peace to cats who rock macs knowledge, knowledge this, street astrologist...niggas wanna pop shit, I pop clips, BITCH, I put my dick on ya lips...they want me clean cut like the ancient greeks, but the ancient greeks-was FUCKIN' freaks...he was a rich nigga, picture a nigga witout no figgas condo and his chick, rockin' a gold vigga...is they rappers or stripper males, outta work jerks since they shut down chippendales...thinkin' is he really raw as he say he be. if i wasn't really raw standin' here on the floor, you be hearin' "BOOOOO HE AIN'T HARD CORE."...chillin' wit true gods, givin' yall nuthin but the lick like two broads. got more flows than the church got "oooh lawds"...aye yo my wiz play the flute, I stroll thru the forest like "peace bushes. trees, hello!"...my gun'll come out tomorrow, betcha bottom dollar that those walloooooos...they'll be gone. my wallos, my wallos, I love them, my wallos, especially the blue and creeeeeeeeam...two murders in the hood, they call it double features...the full moon rose high in the crown of the metropolis, shinin', like "who on top of this?"...outkast wit a "k" yeah dem niggas are hard, harder then a nigga tryna impress god, we'll pull ya whole deck fuck pullin' ya card...the only thing you do is tap dat throat and use protection. and only if she spit it out is when you feel rejection...
i get riggy diggy raw when it's time to get...yo many koreans bein all that I can be an' put down on thirty keys and get the fleein', light up a treein'...turned nuns to earths-whoopi, she at allah school...aye yo you said I had fly ankles...yo peace to cats who rock macs knowledge, knowledge this, street astrologist...niggas wanna pop shit, I pop clips, BITCH, I put my dick on ya lips...they want me clean cut like the ancient greeks, but the ancient greeks-was FUCKIN' freaks...he was a rich nigga, picture a nigga witout no figgas condo and his chick, rockin' a gold vigga...is they rappers or stripper males, outta work jerks since they shut down chippendales...thinkin' is he really raw as he say he be. if i wasn't really raw standin' here on the floor, you be hearin' "BOOOOO HE AIN'T HARD CORE."...chillin' wit true gods, givin' yall nuthin but the lick like two broads. got more flows than the church got "oooh lawds"...aye yo my wiz play the flute, I stroll thru the forest like "peace bushes. trees, hello!"...my gun'll come out tomorrow, betcha bottom dollar that those walloooooos...they'll be gone. my wallos, my wallos, I love them, my wallos, especially the blue and creeeeeeeeam...two murders in the hood, they call it double features...the full moon rose high in the crown of the metropolis, shinin', like "who on top of this?"...outkast wit a "k" yeah dem niggas are hard, harder then a nigga tryna impress god, we'll pull ya whole deck fuck pullin' ya card...the only thing you do is tap dat throat and use protection. and only if she spit it out is when you feel rejection...
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