N.W.A Freestyle
• Written by Sunz
( young nook )
none of my clothes fit nothing but old shit
rope chains and a gold wrist
Adidas make people say them some cold kicks
my Dickies still crispy sippin on mickeys
old school like scholly d or ice t
i was waiting on my time to shine
youngest of the youngest hungry as a mutha
nooks rippin shit in the class room
but we learning the math too
put 5 on it like the Luniz
soon he was kicking it in the boonies
with the bosses conversations
over the fire about losses
this man chance to stand up
rippin these dudes like thot's do
numbers from hustlers who fell off
i'm well off you still trying to catch me
so much ice around me i'm like Gretzy
check me and you gotta be animal
or some type of publicity scandal
i got long arms like Randall
i swing like mantle knock you off you plant two
you can take this like a charge but i ain't no guard
you think this foul until spit this razor out my mouth
( sonnyL )
not to be fucked with and you can suck dick
if you don't like my click oh well no sells
still in the spot where they know us well
if i ain't in the hood i'm probably in a motel
no uber sometimes suited
or i might have the cap on like i'm Jewish
sneaks like runs chains like slick
try me and you wont exist i'll feed you to my pits
real shit we make real hits
and i ain't talking about no Grammy's
ask Sammie you'll think i'm Pauley
leather jacket on like Fonzee
who the boss me or Tony Danza
he tried the police and 100 blammd him
right by Orlando dread head died
went out on some Scarface shit
but i didn't want to partake in
a way out cause i'm all the way in
butt naked like the way i came
red bones or the snow bunnies
brown skins that blow hundreds
thinking that i'm so funny
and i don't spend no money
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Sunz
Member since October 5 2015