lirik lagu jag - i'm on one freestyle
[verse 1: chubby jag]
ok, h-ll no they can’t f-ck with mine, i’ve been on my f-cking grind
i define crack n-gga rewind back, i do this all the f-cking time
had you n-ggas ducking, if he bucking then i bust a nine
f-ck around and break a n-gga neck, i’m on my busta rhymes
you should see how all these b-tches act when n-ggas bust a rhyme
that sh-t turn to h-lla’ brain, she just let me f-ck her mind
i ain’t on my jason terry, i told my coach f-ck the pine
all this ice around this clock, wonder why a n-gga like f-ck the time
i be in my cali back, south central made a n-gga
k!lling till they pay a n-gga, i know they gon’ hate a n-gga
f-ck with c-ss he got my back, for him i will slay a n-gga
all he gotta do is ok a n-gga, i’m a come around and o.j a n-gga
chubby f-ck this boy holmes, i just know that boy gone
i suggest it’s time you quit, don’t end up like roy jones
lost a lot of weight but gained a lot, that got the boy strong
thought my man was locked for murder, guess y’all had the boy wrong
smooth and i got that bounce, surrounded by this money i forgot that account
i don’t need no smoke, i would keep your ho
i don’t need your dro, i just copped that ounce
got that pipe and she got that mouth, she got that -ss and i knocked that out
car got a roof i’m a drop that out, cartier on let me rock that out
swear a n-gga on one, and the way we party
if the cops ain’t here they gon’ come
got a problem pull up with a long gun, and k!ll everybody i’m gone one
n-ggas down right tripping, they just fake
see we great, see we gone and they just hate
to see me on to sound like pippen, i ain’t tripping just want to make a name
high off joints, paper planes
c0ka in my pocket though, i’m so close i can taste the fame
lemonade on lemonade, so close you could taste the chain
i wish i could f-ck them all, lately i’ve been on my drake and wayne
they want me to make a change, i just want to make some change
they see how i jump on other n-ggas beats and make it bang
sounds like a n-gga need more shine, i don’t mean no groupie ho
treat them b-tches like eddie house, h-ll no you don’t get no time
(new crib, new money, new chain
in the booth you can see the p–p stains
batman paint on a brand new whip, got a n-gga feeling like bruce wayne) x2
gone
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