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BOMB FREESTYLE

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  2. I can't fuck with nobody, I'm the bomb
  3. Yeah, fuck bein' calm, I feel like Ron
  4. Bitches all in my DMs, like I'm the Don
  5. Feel like DC, red and black dreadlocks
  6. Got the CD, put you in a headlock (baby, ooh)
  7. You 'on't need me, 'til you see the red dot
  8. They tryna change me, but at what cost?
  9. Bitches wanna fuck around and get popped
  10. I sometimes still think 'bout my Pops
  11. Realizing you ain't gon' respond
  12. I don't get a response, swear to God, y'all brainwashed
  13. I took you 'bove and beyond
  14. Lil' bitch don't know what she caused
  15. So much pain from this bond, why'd I grow fond?
  16. Why'd I grow fond of ya? Why the fuck am I shocked?
  17. And y'all pussy hoes might just get robbed
  18. Bitches get touched, bitches get knocked
  19. Wait 'til we locked up and face chopped
  20. Ayy, girl, you might get dropped
  21. From your label, tellin' fables, finna get rocked
  22. Hey, I know some hoes, what do they want?
  23. I feel like my ass might be gone
  24. And all these hoes get offed
  25. Feel like I'ma just scoff, hey boss
  26. Cough cough, shut your bitch ass up, then walk off
  27. And pussy lil' bitch red nosed like he Rudolph
  28. I can't love you, you can kick rocks
  29. I just want your love, you might end up doxxed
  30. Bitches always wanna call the cops
  31. On my ass like I'm a criminal but I give props
  32. To the bitches who think they shit but fail lots
  33. I just caught a body, bitches call me rap bot
  34. Not Rap God, but hoes know I'm Xbox
  35. And fucking with me might get you and your dawgs
  36. Shocked with a taser on your own block
  37. Fucking with my mama, got my gun cocked
  38. Hey, you know it's the school of the hard knocks
  39. I need this honoree, I cannot stop
  40. And my methods so unorthodox
  41. I could care less, I'm playin' hopscotch
  42. And motherfucker gon' give me top
  43. Feeling like I knock off your socks
  44. I just wanna fuck, comin' out the box
  45. Throwin' up my fucking lunch, I been pickin' locks
  46. I been doin' all them drugs, I I got body drops
  47. Bitches ask, "Hey, what the fuck?" I done beat the odds
  48. And you and your gang might need a fucking rod
  49. I'm so electric, yeah, I'm with my damn squad
  50. We call them shots noddin' off, I bop bop
  51. To this track, I got the perfect spot
  52. Hey, you know me and my gang, we tyin' knots
  53. You put on this fake ass fucking damn facade
  54. Measuring pots, yeah, yeah, we got them stocks
  55. Yeah, yeah, I'm in my pod, yeah, yeah, never get caught
  56. Give it all I got, mofos gon' get shot, hey
  57. I know these hoes cannot fuck up, 'cuz it's way too hot
  58. And hey, my hoes got caught alot
  59. But me? I'm still with my cod, I jog
  60. Down the fucking alley, I walk that walk
  61. And I do talk that talk, you talkin' blah blah blah
  62. Can you connect the dots? If not
  63. You gon' hear a few gunshots
  64. Do not fret, it'll be okay, we got a plot
  65. We takin' jobs and killing all our opps
  66. And pussy ass bitch think he's the fox
  67. Hey, Doc, I got my Glock, we got the Glocks
  68. Leave hoes in a shock, in a craze, fly away like a flock
  69. Hey, hey, I know me and my gang, we gon' mock
  70. A bitch, stop a bitch, bitches know they blocked
  71. I blocked your number, tick tock
  72. There goes the clock, grab that chalk
  73. Line the body, suck it up, eat a cock
  74. Oh, the cops think they can kill me? They wrong
  75. 'Cause I brought the whole squad
  76. The shit I bought from the damn gun shop
  77. Across the street with a fucking mop
  78. And the fuck they want? I ain't like no Bob
  79. And these hoes can rot, have they forgot?
  80. And ayy, I just bought my bitch a yacht
  81. Fucking on her body, chop, chop, chop
  82. I just want my mommy, but I cannot
  83. That bitch know karate, but he a flop
  84. Now they fucking on me, but I'm a god
  85. Bitches act like Tommy, but he got clocked
  86. Yeah, yeah, I'ma just nod
  87. Act like I understand what you saying but I do not
  88. Hey, yeah, I rap like a robot
  89. And y'all know I'm mechanical with my lines, bitches eat they snot
  90. Motherfuckers know I like 2pac
  91. Yeah, and it's a fucking onslaught
  92. Of a fucking juggernaut
  93. Bitches are in so distraught
  94. I know what they fucking sought
  95. And you know I fucking ought
  96. To drop a body, that boy a fraud
  97. Bitches on me, without a second thought
  98. You know you want me to teach you what I was taught
  99. Hey, yeah, bitches know we fought
  100. The shit I've brought
  101. To the table makes you doubt who you crossed
  102.  
  103. They forging documents
  104. Need a bitch, the contient
  105. Motherfucker don't know his consonants
  106. Bitch, I made monuments
  107. That shit's a condiment
  108. Ayy, yeah yeah, and my ass so confident
  109. Ayy yeah yeah, know I'm so dominant
  110. I rule with dominance, it's prominent
  111. And y'all know when I'm walkin' in
  112. I'm with your bitch, no stoppin' him
  113. Huh uh

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