Still Dre Freestyle

I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah

You don't wanna fuck with me

Sinz iz enticing to fire rounds off wit ease.

Niggaz iz pussy wont do nun to a g.

 

(Let's get ready to ruuumbllle!!)

 

Some take my kindness for weakness.

 

Submissive nature my meekness.

 

Has fooled a lot of you niggas and bitches doubting my defence.

 

Wear my failures wit honor.

 

Made me stronger and fonder this cold world's full of hatred enemies I will conquer.

 

Sickeningly sweet revenge and then we have to retreat.

 

They feel so threatened by my deepest reverence sin flees from me.

 

I just wanna start a family live my life peacefully.

 

You jealous hoes your coward ways just make it so hard for me.

 

I'm bussin on you Pussy niggas wit ma clips and revolver.

 

If any beef has been established best believe I will solve it.

 

This also for my hoe ass bitches rachet jackets I will call it.

 

A suicidal decision upon your part bout since August.

 

I'm coming for you all remorseless exit bob enter heartless.

 

You'll see a deeper side of agony worst part of the darkest.

 

No more nice guy the badd guys out and now I don't give a fuck.

 

I'm bringing hell served on a platter and my dick you can suck..

 

Ratchet bitches keep trying me.

 

Haven't retaliated must be the GOD in me obviously.

 

Fearing me I am lying B.

 

Make that nigga just die in me quietly.

 

Cease his existence bring out the try in me, wishing a nigga would.

 

I'm good, little pissed off of the fact these cowards soft.

 

Talk in they little cliques.

 

Talking they little shit.

 

I'm spitting like Thomas sheets at these black women for nothing at all.

 

Off duty officer of Clayton County.

 

Set a boundary guarentee I will leap.

 

Like immigration of Mexicans, over the boarder it's me capeash.

 

Running laps on you bitches.

 

You can't see me inhancing these Mic skills, kill your hearing naturally.

 

Made sense actually, you got a date wit karma.

 

Destination be revenge of all of ya sins, best believe I'm wearing armour.

 

Heard you got some goons from the full moon.

 

Sliding out wit llamas, I will conquer and extinguish ya flames yes that is a promise.

 

Least expecting drama die in silence.

 

Pistol whip you fiction.

 

Pistol whip you fiction bitch just listen.

 

Metaphorically run you over like retired jerome Bettis.

 

Leave you headless who can protect ya.

 

Snitches get stitches never trusting no bitches.

 

Pull up my bridges, guess a stupid weak ass nigga was pissin his pants.

 

Just stack me some bands, you pussy niggas wanna gossip?

 

Shut ya mouth wit these hands.

 

Who can trust up in this world except Christina like damn man.

 

I'm cool on fake friends, family stay changing lanes.

 

It's a shame.

 

If you relate upon ya mental for the hell that I've been through.

 

If you could you would aim at the temple..