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Freestyle #1

Sly Boogy

Judgement Day

2003

an A-cup
But if you blast first, I'ma blast back
And by the last verse you gon' pull yo panties out yo ass crack
Then I'ma backtrack and reach inside my

I’m nigga sending stick At ya big homie 
Chop sticks with the hunnit gotta kick on it 
Swear that I’m Strap ain’t no nigga talking shit from me

Yfn Kay

a homie
He keep a strap
He’ll pop yo ass
Just like that
Retrograde
Mercury
Im an hour late
Admit one
Admit one
Rap for fun
Tote a gun
Got your bitch
You

other than knacking
And stacking singles like pringles and all the straps and trappin'
Over-saturated, I'm giving you what you lacking
In fact, Trapper

sleep
(I don't know why I don't sleep)
All my sleep deprived niggas, ride

Going fast, Paul Walker
I ain't have my strap
So I hit 'em with a walker
And I

ones
Yo, AJ, cool, I got this uh, yeah
Petite watches uh, yeah
You can tell by the swag I'm stubborn
My gyal boujee and stubborn
And my niggas trap hard

all can see the view 
View, view pouring shots and send a few 
Me and Maz getting litty and yo girl be with us too
Got my city riding with me what

man bussing
On next man's face yo, wah di bumba?
Dem kind of funny man tings
We do not condone same size as 8210 phone
Kick off your head, man ah liff

ain't fluent
I hopped in the foreign
(Ayy) , so let's get it movin'
Like, hold up, wait (Oh, shit)
She carry my strap and the docs with the fit
I pull

slapped with destructive hands
You could get ya family out bricks by selling bricks or pick strap up
Or try to be the perfect nigga tap dancing for massa

I'm cluthin' up if I don't know you
You sayin' you don't know what pain feel like
Better strap in hoe I'm finna show you
Talk shit on my gang
Talk shit

Stay up in yo lane you ain't got the right away
If you calling bout some money i'll be there right away
A lot of green we counting guap today
My

Now the young’n got two weeks
To survive off 200 but he blows all on trees
Trynna make it out the streets
Riding round the city with his gas stuck

in this hell
When you don't know yourself
The answers there
So be prepared
But yo I'm back on my bullshit
Mad with a full grin
Dashing to class I'm

think that I might
Be better on my own
No lie
No lie

You're front row at my show
But I should've put you nosebleeds
By ourselves with friends
But in

Cause you bad baby
Facts baby 
The best I ever had baby No cap baby
Come roll and smoke These backie trees
Relax with me
The best I ever had

Shorty

gang, I don't want to one up you
I like my mind to relax when I'm faded
Fuck the bad vibes, I’m a skrrt see you later
N****s be looking like damn yo he

Had to stay so focus
Grinding so damn hard
To make a way
Took so many routes
From hooping
To the streets
To get some cake
Gotta keep my strap
Kuz I

Remember days I was tryna
Climb out my misery
Met many men lost in abyss
Tried to kick me down
But present moment
I don't let it get to me
Rocking by

music
Then theres no hope
If niggas stay equipped with straps
Rather use they fist
Cmon BR we need to get a grip
I know we all better than that shit
Every

your ice and then your life get on the ground
Ok
She up the strap and hitcho back know thats my kinda bae
She with me but ima thug she feel kinda safe

Yo Black strap just powder coat
Bar for bar 
Or quote for quote 
Buyin views won't make you blow
I always keep it a Hunndo
Now you can go ahead

nigga know this
Bring it back with yo ass and the stroking
Bring a strap if you nasty and go in
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Hot kelly, we be stroking by a dance floor

I’m booming waist trained bitch with an ass that never stops moving
Hold up stop
Hitting them corners man killa man that’s yo block
Red light stop
Give