Stuck in (Freestyle)

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Sometimes the cup you sipping got the makings of some sizzurp
The raspy voice reminds you of the nights that’s filled with liquor
You going off the fringe
I think you need to fucking listen
So I just give them chiesty kids a little piece of friction
I’m going off the end
I think I need a piece of mental
I give the little girls out here some pieces for their mental
A piece that’s for the body
Leave him pieces of his Audi
Then you take that shit to temple
And you make peace with your body
And these boys will pay big money
Just to see a piece of body
Walking round all looking snobby
Like they never had a body
Hit my jack
If it’s jumping
In the new city we runnin
Snipe you down
Like i’m nino
Sit your $5 ass down
If you handing out the crown
You should place it on my head
If I’m handing out some L’s
I might leave ya ass on read
You betta let em know
I’m a menace 2
Menace 2
Bitching like a dog
To Caine niggas who ain’t Abel to
After staying up late nights on the juice binge
My body twitching like crack fiends on a loose end
His boy feening so how much are you tryna spend
We go violent
It’s monsters in your environment
I go silent
I’m just doing what the doctor said
A couple pills later
Couple blunts
And a pound of lead
Left that boy bleedin
Something like what the doctor said
This rap shit is a hunt
And we always coming at ya head
F*ck the beef and all the running
All that shit is tired
Kinda like stringer
This is business running through the wire
Sick and tired of all the sneak disses
I’m tired of all ya bitching
I’m sick of all of ya bitches
I’m pushing all of ya sinners
The ones with .40s and spinners
This shit is not for beginners
This ain’t for twitter fingers
Ya little fucking cheisty bros is back in full effect
While my fucking city tribal bros is aiming at ya neck
They be running like they gunning
Like the streets repping a set
You be cumming like you humping
Steady tryna catch ya breath
Momma said don’t ever be too loud
Those words they get you killed like a hangman round
Those words can get you lost like you’ll never be found
Those word can get you slaughtered
Have you hanging by the alter
Ya crooked ass christ
Leave ya bitch ass sliced
While you on ya meat marked shit
Hooked and priced
All the little boys you running with
Be fucking with yo head
All the little boys you running with
They finna leave you dead
And you betta let em know
I’m a menace 2
Menace 2
Bitching like a dog
To Caine niggas who ain’t Abel to
We gon bust you at the red light
Me and all my homies
Finna bust you at the red light
Niggas thought
They couldn't lose their life right at the red light
5 seconds for they prayers
We end you at them red lights

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