Stick Freestyle
Markus Jay
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I'm looking through the peephole, rappers at my steps again Like knock knock, can you let me in Found a beat, I gotta bless again Send shots at they chest again This ain't the field you wanna test me in The 35 on this baby, you can catch me in, from the east to the western end My name got niggas pressed again My game got bitches sexed again I pull it out and say let's begin Text your twin, better yet text your friend Your roommate and your next of kin' Walk them in like let's be friends They all angels doing sexy sins I'm in your waters like Mexicans, jump in and swim, wait Don't drown me, baby If only you fucking get from around me, baby Know I do it for the town, lil' baby This Lynwood, all around me, baby King shit, they gotta crown me, baby The east side where they found me, baby Tell mama move me down to Downey, baby I was thuggin' ducking county, baby Going hard, had to get out the way High school down on Stewart and Gray Sunny Cali, it's a beautiful day The homies like what we doing today I'm picking bitches, I'll be screwing today F*ck a bitch, then she blew in the face, like her right there Now move over, nigga, you in the way Tool on the waist, f*ck it, put the tool to his face If it jam, catch a shoe to the face I was always taught to shoot at the face Leave a witness the same, go to court and they throw out the case Not a situation, stick it in a motherfucker Put that on my mother Don't compare me to the motherfuckers, niggas undercover Only time I hit a bitch is when a nigga got a rubber If I need a bitch, I have my sister uppercut her Know I put on for the city and I put on for the other side Came to kill the game, in this bitch with all my brothers It's the east side brenton baby, if a nigga ever wonder Who just came and took the summer, pull a card and a number Serving every motherfucker on his rap list We can fade, f*ck a rap diss, what is that shit Niggas tried to lock me out of the game, but we picking everything Motherfucker, I'm a rapsmith, and I ain't capping And I ain't acting, f*ck a screenplay, script, read, and a casting Oh it's slapping, smack the shit out any nigga Disrespecting me and mine, chitter chatting But that ain't happening cause niggas know better Think they can flow, but shit, we just flow better Make it a wager, please bring on your bettors Do as we please, f*ck who will or won't let us Plus there's no let up, my foot on they necks, f*ck a pass Stand up and get a foot in the ass If you teaching then I'm skipping the class, all you niggas surpassed I'm throwing stones from a house out of glass Hearing niggas making albums is bad, aw man, how sad Give it up and throw that shit in the trash I got them outside waiting for my newer shit You other niggas just some shit in the grass, still possess the pizzazz Toe to toe and got my dough in the stash Bet on Jay and we can do it in cash Anybody can get it from Yao Ming, way down to a midget The other side, whooping y'all ass Nigga
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