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lirik lagu lil infamous, locodunit & seed of 6ix - who the crunkest freestyle

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(verse 1 ~ locodunit of seed of 6ix)
oh no, n~gga can’t get free smoke
that punk~neck long, b~tch got a deep throat
i shoot and f~ck yo leg up, n~gga, d rose
i’m in that phantom, n~ggas call me loco d rose
cut the bullsh~t, got a full clip, got two like ll cool j
i’m thinkin’, man, i got some things
i’m on that edge, you know, i got some plans
i got some thoughts, i got some hoes, got ’em online like ebay
i got some takes, i got some burners, n~gga like it prepaid
phone over n~gga, crushin’ n~gga like i’m bone
told her bring it back, she threw it back like hair and bone
i’ll beat a n~gga till you see nothin’ but hair and bones
the accountant at the bank calling me now, like, here he on
distortion in my blunt, i’m rollin’ up, i’m smokin’ loud
plastic glock with a testy tip, like a blackened mouth
we don’t save these hoes, man, these hoes get passed around
watch me pass the whole d~mn field, we call that heavy down
car sittin’ pretty, i got 40s on the bucket
i may break my legs if i get up out these colors
yeah ho, i’m a druggie, and my cup be muddy
and call my dawgs, don’t say nothin’
we call that a hush puppet, yeah
these n~ggas so crazy, but they really wanna be me
i gotta uncle that used to sell rock like ac/dc
these n~ggas talkin’ sh~t behind me, but they really need me
these n~ggas knowin’ that these gauges trail like a pretty
tricky ricky, f~ck ’em, i’ma bust ’em with the auto
bullets hit your face ’til yo face look like a waffle
blowin’ gas like a nozzle, b~tch, i always smokin’ gelato
that auto black is charcoal and is hotter than diablo
i’m just chillin’, smokin’ dope, drinkin’ and wishin’ for better days
fightin’ me like cadillacs, ’cause b~tch that fight may escalate
ooh, i mean escalade, n~ggas caught with jealous faces
thought they was talkin’ ’bout offense, the way these n~ggas instigate
leashin’ meaner than mr. j from play farm any day
anyway, aka uppercase, lean turtle race
n~ggas be actin’, n~ggas need to join the nba
that .45 day, me and my gun just like kimmy
loco, what you ride, man? n~gga really ain’t no tellin’
if i get caught, don’t need to worry, ’cause it ain’t no tellin’
me and my guys always outside like ed, edd n eddy
and that’s why i named my son kush, before i named him reggie
ooh, turn him into a veggie, hit him wit the f~ckin’ heater
get inside the streamer, paint the town like i’m mona lisa
put the pistol to your dreamer, put the pistol to your thinker
then i f~ck you b~tches, leave they faces wider than noxzema
i’m a shooter, no court though, you don’t need no subpoena
b~tch, i got that hook up, i’ll hook you up like christian mingle
my gun stay with me like felonies, you a misdemeanor
b~tch, i got that work, and now i work it like i’m mr. mina
elliot, you n~ggas barely rich, b~tch i’m blowin’ kush like bubbles off on messages
ever since i met my plug, i ain’t run outta work ever since
ever since i met that young man, we been k!llin’ sh~t (okay now)
(verse 2 ~ lil infamous of seed of 6ix)
one headshot, a n~gga rest in peace, it’s crazy
i guess it’s as she had thought out the f~ckin’ situation
your wife and kids at the crib, don’t make me sick
cameras splash, turn your b~tch into the leading lady
speakin’ sweet with daisies, i guess it’s time to pick the flowers
soon, tie right, hold, then we gon’ ditch the body
i got a shottie, hit the glass like i’m dennis robbins
sn~tch her out the car, your ass on fire like you ricky bobby
set up hoe, tie you up after the first deposit
then she cut yo d~ck off, like larina barbie
the syrup got me sittin’ low like a f~ckin’ hobbit
the loud got me, keep it quiet like a f~ckin’ hostage
the white haven n~ggas sweatin’ like i’m pickin’ cotton
and my coppers got me ready for a kamikaze
hit the stick, stick it in the hole like a corner pocket
n~ggas talkin’ sh~t, i’m with the sh~t, n~gga, like corn and broccoli
b~tch, we polar opposites, f~ck whoever you mobbin’ with
n~ggas who got anna, b~tch, i bust you with my accomplices
hammer on the hip, make my hit list die fatally
your chances of survivin’, it ain’t even safe to say that sh~t
bodies lay with battle scars, thought he was a p~ssy, but pushed me like a rookie amateur
spit blood and guts, you got no nuts
so i propose a toast, i be the host, and let you ho’s see if you beat them buckshots
when i blast, cold~blooded, when the c~ck gets left
my demon eyes only see n~ggas who mark for death
can’t call for help, pick and shoot, b~tch i shoot to k!ll
let your pass away before we cross paths, and then yo ass get k!lled
resilient wires, if we must see through, not on my time
commit a murder, lead a trail till they confide mine
a fine line, b~tch, between fake n~ggas and icon
and crossin’ over asinine, that right suicide
your sixes b~tches get me twisted like i’m do or die
late inches piercing, then i stitch it, leave ’em unified
a homicide whenever me and the unit ride
want me dead? but you ain’t the one to do it right


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