Clay Hall Freestyle

Follow 1 fan

Shawnny 2x

2:55

0 Views

 Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons!

If she don't let me f*ck, I'm gone go and f*ck her friend or something
Brodie said he don't got motion, I said you better learn to scam or something
You can look us up me and carl, boy we ran the summer
Why you looking at me like you trying to pull that thang or something
Why the f*ck you round here like you think you part of gang or something
Boy I'm still King Dayton, you don't think they gave me that name for nothing
Yeah yo bitch should've hooped, cause I know she like to play with balls
If you had something that they that like boy they gone take it all
I'm not with talking baby girl come on and take off
I'm in tiffin rapping right now boy I'm in clay hall
Got a bad bitch her name coco
I'm by myself I'm moving solo
She going to f*ck me cause its yolo
My cousin blood I call em rojo
This choppa sing I call em roro
My bitch Hispanic her brother a cholo
They cant avoid me just like a pothole
My bitch she bad like miss mulatto
My bitch she lucky she won the latto
I've been in my zone not talking auto
They slide in trucks I ain't talking tahoe
I ball on niggas I feel like Otto
I be rapping my ass off, you be capping yo ass off
Brodie in the kitchen I swear to god he trap his ass off (He do)
I like her ass, her ass soft
These niggas pussy they real soft
My pockets fat like rick ross
That tells you I'm the real boss
I know a couple bitches that's gone eat it for a puff bar
I know a couple bitches that's gone let me beat it for a puff bar
If I ever go to jail, I'm gone rizz up the lady gaurd
We don't have to introduce are self cause they know who we are
I won't put out no music if my shit isn't up to par
Brodie said he seen the opps riding he up at the car
Smoking starlight Za right now feel like I'm on mars
I ain't talking about a jail cell when I say I got bars
I ain't talking about a lawyer test when brodie popped a bar
Brodie in a stolo I don't know how he hot wire cars
Brodie stay with chickens, I swear to god I think He own a farm
I am no good neighbor, I am not there I am not state farm
Heard he was looking for wassa name boy I'm gone pray for em
Even though we fell out that's my brother I ain't got no hate for em
Yeah that's my brother if he need I got pape for em
I was never QB nigga I can not be blitz
Nigga I'm the coach, I'm the type to send a hit
When That shit not working I'm the one to get it fixed
Told my dudes to chillout cause they love to hit them licks
Nah I can't hang around you, you be thinking with yo dick
You think that I'm gone pay you when you tryna eat the dick
And you got a man? I swear to god these bitches sick
I've been rapping for so long how the f*ck that I'm not rich
If I go do a show I bring the gang we get it lit
Hit my dancy dancy dance
Yeah I heard he was talking got to hit his many mans
All my niggas stay with tools like they fucking handy mans
When I'm in that pussy scream my name like candy man
If I ain't able to get to yo bitch I put 10 down William can
You think I ain't gone get rich? aw you a silly man
Hell nah I can't make you my bitch, you too friendly friend
I'm so anti-social only friend is Benjamin
I'm like 83 and 0 yeah I like to win again
Yeah I lowkey feel like koopa hope I don't sin again
She took me back for like the 30th time I'm her man again
F*ck I keep on cheating I just fucked her friend again

 The easy, fast & fun way to learn how to sing: 30DaySinger.com