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lirik lagu king iso - lose it freestyle

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[intro]
i’m bout to give these n~ggas somethin’ to talk about
and i ain’t write nothin’ homie

[verse 1]
uh, if we beefin, i ain’t bout to l!ck a shot
knockin’ on yo door it ain’t no joke this ain’t no n~gga knockin’
c~ck back that smith & wesson
then i’m bout to l!ck a shot
grab the keys till the n~gga drop, back to the liquor shop
uh, you dealin’ with a blood n~gga, thug n~gga, ridin’ with a bunch of my cuh’s n~gga
we don’t see no color but green so what the f~ck n~gga
leanin’ out that window put about 4~5 in yo mug n~gga
i was 13 with the braids hangin’
instead of grades changin’, i was gang bangin’
sold a little weed, started to slang cane and
my momma left me on my own started maintainin’
independent, why i’m wealthy
most of y’all can’t do this sh~t by yourself
i don’t need no k!llas i don’t hire help
leanin’ out that window bout to fire melt
ridin’ with my k!llas that’s just what we do
so f~ck whoever talkin bout me, know i’m bangin’ too
if you bangin’ red, if you bangin’ blue
it don’t matter all my n~ggas neutral bang it too
we run up on you n~ggas with these stainless that thang will shoot
k!ll all you n~ggas what you talkin now your brain is loose uh
you know i got enemies snake told me leave these n~ggas like john kennedy
i ain’t got remedies in my sickness i was dope as h~ll
f~ck what they was talkin you got music i got dope for sale
talkin bout them o’s literally we had coke for sale
n~gga made about a couple million now he on to jail
all my n~ggas had to get it
so f~ck whatever they talkin’ bout and them n~ggas claimin’ they with it
and if you n~ggas got a problem with me you know that you can get it
i’m quotin’ nothin’, when all of this is finished
but i’m stickin’ by my words
i’m stickin’ by my loyalty
i’m talkin about that crystal, they got wrapped up in that foil please i’m doped up
took another hit of that ice
and i ain’t talkin bout that drink
for your pepsi product for your sprite
i’m a dope n~gga you a dope n~gga
no you ain’t no dope dealer
my flow k!ller i’m a throat slitter
f~ck you and yo hoe n~gga
and yo hood is hoe n~ggas and i put that on yo dead homie
f~ck around you get hit homie you meat homie and plus i got bread on me
i’m dope
y’all n~ggas wouldn’t know that
picture perfect g~ridin’ can’t see me with no kodak
low jack where yo hoe at yo hoe jack better go back
talkin bout kicks like tekken but it’s no jack
two, call me hiachi or the devil
feelin’ like kazuya i’m a rebel
ridin’ through the streets k!ll a n~gga like h~llo
leanin’ out the window cut the bass all treble
that that that that that them n~ggas know what i be on
for the rappin’, that you at, imma k!ll ’em, with a chrome
put his ass inside a casket now your children just at home
rabid ass dad, they are all alone
most y’all n~ggas dead meats, fake fathers dead beats
catch a n~gga slippin’ eat ’em raw, read meat
that’s all i could say, nothin’ else about it
them n~ggas all claim they r~real but i doubt it
can tell a n~gga slurrin’
can tell a n~gga faded
can tell a n~gga high
can tell a n~gga sw~ngin’
i can tell a n~gga tellin’ you can tell the way he slangin’
real n~ggas they don’t got problems with the fakes
cause we don’t even hear ’em you could holler in my face
4~5 pop her in the waist
grab a n~gga by his collar then i bang
b, i’m in my car now
nope, ain’t have no car wow
nah, y’all couldn’t find me if you tried to
if they said that iso was fake blood you bein’ lied to


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